[Why do you do this, he'd asked once. Why are you doing this?
Because I'm afraid no one else will have me, Taako had answered, and Kravitz felt like he was standing on the edge of something dangerous and heartbreaking and maybe very wonderful and beautiful.
I will, he thinks now, I will always want you.
He's said it, and Taako isn't gone, isn't laughing at him or distancing himself or any number of things Kravitz would forgive without thought, forgive before they've even happened. He's holding onto Kravitz like nothing else is an option, and it's the first time he's seen him cry. It's an open door and a nail in his heart. It's new and it hurts.
When he speaks, it's a whisper pressed against an ear as he holds Taako tighter than he knew how to until now.]
I'm not saying this out of obligation, or with expectations, or as a misdirected idea of what will help you, Taako. I just want you to know. Have wanted you to know. Simply that.
[Taako pulls back, just a little, and Kravitz carefully grasps and raises a hand wet with tears to his lips. He understands that this, already, is a lot for Taako. Perhaps even his limit. But he's opened up, and Kravitz can't let what little he's allowed to slip through the cracks go without a response.]
Timelines being-- completely fucked around with does not invalidate whatever it is you're feeling. And I never need a reason to badmouth somebody with you. Anytime.
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Because I'm afraid no one else will have me, Taako had answered, and Kravitz felt like he was standing on the edge of something dangerous and heartbreaking and maybe very wonderful and beautiful.
I will, he thinks now, I will always want you.
He's said it, and Taako isn't gone, isn't laughing at him or distancing himself or any number of things Kravitz would forgive without thought, forgive before they've even happened. He's holding onto Kravitz like nothing else is an option, and it's the first time he's seen him cry. It's an open door and a nail in his heart. It's new and it hurts.
When he speaks, it's a whisper pressed against an ear as he holds Taako tighter than he knew how to until now.]
I'm not saying this out of obligation, or with expectations, or as a misdirected idea of what will help you, Taako. I just want you to know. Have wanted you to know. Simply that.
[Taako pulls back, just a little, and Kravitz carefully grasps and raises a hand wet with tears to his lips. He understands that this, already, is a lot for Taako. Perhaps even his limit. But he's opened up, and Kravitz can't let what little he's allowed to slip through the cracks go without a response.]
Timelines being-- completely fucked around with does not invalidate whatever it is you're feeling. And I never need a reason to badmouth somebody with you. Anytime.
[Here it comes. The accent.]
We can 'ave a round of bitter banter, eh chap?