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[theunpressuredclub]

 Moments of peace are so rare for her, these days, so she cherishes them when she can have them. Just being able to curl up with a book in the privacy of one's own room is so much more of a gift than people realize. That's why it takes her a few moments to note the quiet, familiar knocking on her door.

When she does, though, she can't help but smile, because that's obviously Edgar on the other side of the door, and it's always so very nice to see him.

"Come in!"

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They're going to work on it. She's grateful for the fact. It has her smiling, a moment, before another thought occurs to her and it dims a bit.

"I don't-- want t'be selfish."

And isn't it, thinking she can love them both the way she wants to?

[ofthecubs]

The smile makes it worth it. The smile also fades far too quickly. It breaks his heart a little to see it dim.

"...it'd be... way more selfish to... ask you to choose, don't you think?"

[theunpressuredclub]

"--Just seems like it's-- not right of me. Y're both-- such good people."

She feels so wholly undeserving of being able to love and be loved by both of them.

[ofthecubs]

"...Rach."

And he can't stop himself from pressing a kiss to her forehead. To her cheek. To her temple and her brow and the corner of her lips. Can't keep himself from trying to bridge this gap in a way he still doesn't fully understand.

"If it's... not what you want," and the words are easier when they're interspersed with delicate kisses to her face, "then... it's not. But if it... if it is, Rach, if... this will make the world a little... easier to bear, please-- please let us be this for you."

[theunpressuredclub]

The formerly dimmed smile on her face brightens a little more with every press of his lips against her skin, her eyes never leaving his face as she takes in the words. There's a brief little nod, before she halts a moment, tilts her head thoughtfully, and then leans in to press a careful kiss against his lips.

That's surely enough of an agreement, isn't it?

[ofthecubs]

It's enough to stop his heart for a moment. It's enough to send a wonderful shock through his system, tense his arms into pulling her closer, catch his breath in his throat and twist his lips up into a smile as they press back against hers.

And then follow hers slightly, unwilling to break the kiss.

[theunpressuredclub]

As he prolongs the kiss, she allows herself to be drawn closer, a hand shifting up to his shoulder, then around to cup the back of his neck.

It's not like kissing Elliot. She isn't quite sure what the difference is, but comparing kissing Edgar to kissing Elliot is like comparing fire and ice. There's not enough basis for comparison; there's only the act itself.

And just like she loves them both, equally but slightly differently, she loves both of their kisses in the same way.

[ofthecubs]

He's never kissed anyone he cared this much about before. He's never been in love with anyone but her, after all.

It's wonderful. It's something he doesn't have a proper metric for. It's strange to think he'd managed to live so long without this.

Only breathing gets him to pull back a hair, nose bumping against hers in the concerted effort to stay close.

[theunpressuredclub]

Her nose nudges back against his affectionately, the smile firm and bright on her face in a way it hasn't been for some time.

"--Thank you."

[ofthecubs]

It's beautiful. It's exactly what he's wanted to see on her face for ages now.

This will still take getting used to, surely, but it's worth it if this is the result.

"Thank you, Rachel."

[theunpressuredclub]

It'll take a lot more talking than there already has been. A lot more hashing out of things between all three of them.

But it's worth it, if she can love the both of them as she wants to.

The thought has her leaning in to kiss him again, murmuring another "I love you" as she does so.

[ofthecubs]

It's not how he imagined their first kiss. It doesn't matter. What matters is that she's here in his arms, and it's safe to kiss her and whisper soft 'I love you's against her lips.

There's the tiniest nip as a thought occurs to him. "We-- don't have to... explain to Drew, do we?"

[theunpressuredclub]

She shakes her head, fingers carding absently in his hair at the query.

"We'll-- let's get it-- sorted out between th'three of us first, mm? Then we can-- think about explaining it, 'f we want to."

[ofthecubs]

"Good."

Good because it will make things that much easier to bear. Good because it will make it that much easier to feel Andrew and Argine supporting them.

Good because it means he can go back to kissing her now.

[theunpressuredclub]

All of those are good things. All of those-- but particularly the last one-- have her smiling.

There'll be time to talk later. For now, she's perfectly happy to kiss him back.

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[ofthecubs]

NO THEY COULD HAVE HAD IT ALL WHY IS CANON SO SAD

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[theunpressuredclub]

BECAUSE BOTH OUR MIDDLE NAMES ARE "HIDEOUS HEARTBREAK"?

ooc;

[ofthecubs]

... /sob

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[theunpressuredclub]

/snuggle?

ooc;

[ofthecubs]

All them. And all the happiness in the future for them. B|

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[theunpressuredclub]

yessss :3