[Is it a curse? It's past midnight. But dismissing this would be to dismiss the look in her eyes and Chase can't do that. He kisses her, fingers crading back through her hair. Kisses her again.]
I've never made loving you conditional on your trying not to. [Saya. He already has more from you that he expected.] The fact that you are's an unexpected bonus.
The sudden, late night feeling that you're not good enough? [He raises his eyebrows, settling down against her.] Sometimes you're more human than you think.
[He can believe she's honest, but he can't believe that she's right. Still.]
And I fell in love with a woman who told me she'd never be able to love me back. [You know, in a classic example of not even slightly learning from his mistakes.] She'd never want a relationship, let alone an exclusive one. Look at what I got. If I've let you think I'm not happy, then I'm an idiot.
Guess I'm stuck telling them about my hot, practically insatiable girlfriend with the thing about fast cars, short skirts and high heels, then. No one wants to sit with me at lunch anymore.
[He doesn't actually talk about her at all, save with a very select couple of close friends. The truth, here, is that he'd like to. And he drops the joke for a moment.]
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Not physically.
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Is that what's keeping you awake? [He shifts, pulls back just a little.] If there's something we need to talk about–
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[She looks up, and she whispers. She is more human than she's ever been, just at this moment]
What if I hurt you?
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I love you. What if you do?
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[It's not a curse. It's emotions, finally working their way up from the depths.]
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[She pauses, and touches his face]
Thank you. For waking up.
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[She tells him with that frank, brutal honestly she does so well. No sentimentality at all]
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And I fell in love with a woman who told me she'd never be able to love me back. [You know, in a classic example of not even slightly learning from his mistakes.] She'd never want a relationship, let alone an exclusive one. Look at what I got. If I've let you think I'm not happy, then I'm an idiot.
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You're not an idiot.
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All right.
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This part's new, though.
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Don't think I've ever had a needy girlfriend before. Finally I'll have something to bitch about with the guys at work.
[He's usually the needy girlfriend, lets be honest here.]
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I don't think that one midnight discussion about emotions qualifies as needy. If I do it more than once, you can complain.
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Think you might?
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[She looks up, but not quite at him]
I don't think so.
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Guess I'm stuck telling them about my hot, practically insatiable girlfriend with the thing about fast cars, short skirts and high heels, then. No one wants to sit with me at lunch anymore.
[He doesn't actually talk about her at all, save with a very select couple of close friends. The truth, here, is that he'd like to. And he drops the joke for a moment.]
I'm glad you woke me this time.
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[Well, he does.]
I'm still sufficiently selfish to not be able to contain myself.
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And good. Don't let that change.
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