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i confess i confess [glowverse]

Her shoulder had healed up well enough, although there would be some ugly scarring that would remain. The conversation with Lorraine, while not progressing much further that night, had opened up the door to equally careful conversations-- to a deep amount of thought, on Rachel's part.

Curled up beside Edgar now, his lips pressing softly against the cloth over her healed shoulder as they snuggle on the couch, she finds the words slipping out of their own accord. Doesn't doing anything to stop them, because she's finally started to recognize that maybe it's time to let it go.

"I know Drew-- thinks it's Papa," she murmurs, quite suddenly, "And it-- it is, sometimes. But it's usually... The bad ones, Ed, it's-- it's not him that does it. It's..."

And she can't quite work up the strength to actually name who it is, just yet. She needs to shift, settle more properly into his arms and tuck her head against his chest so she doesn't have to see the expression on his face.

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"We're going to fight back."

He needs to bite back the hurt, yes. He needs to temper his desire to shout and shake. It's important; it's letting her feel safe enough to consider this, after all.

"It won't keep happening."

[ooc: b) I'm on mobile and typed "theunpressuredCUB" instead of CLUB and had emotes.]

"--Promise, Ed?"

She believes in him just enough to believe it if he promises.

It's not a promise he should make, of course. It's the sort of promise that might go wrong; the sort of promise that might fall apart in any number of ways.

But he believes in himself. He believes in the Deck. He believes in the men and women he loves.

The nod of his head is firm. "I promise."

She shouldn't believe him. She isn't certain she does, honestly. But she nods in response to his words regardless and nudges her nose against his a little desperately.

"A-all right."

"We're going to fix this."

She has to believe it. He has to believe it too. They have to breathe it in as the truth, noses bumping together and breath mingling in the quiet of these safe rooms.

"All right," she repeats.

She'll get to believing it. She's already starting to.

At the moment, though, she's finding it much more important that she seek out his lips with hers, murmurs the words reverently against them.

"I love you."

There's always something of a relief when she whispers that against his lips. There's always a better lift to his smile, even on nervous and exhausted days like this one.

"I love you-- so much, Rach."

It was destiny, yes, but that hasn't made it any less real.

"More'n anything, mon lion."

It's what helps her take these steps forward like this, slowly but surely.

"And nothing's ever going to change it. Nothing at all."

She has to know that that's real as well. She has to believe that as deeply as she believes they're going to make things change.

"I know."

This she trusts a little more, honestly. She believes in him-- in the glow that brought them more properly together.

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i confess i confess [glowverse]

Arthur Perkins and Margaret Lacoste. :|a Plus also I feel like we don't have J & A whoops. :|a

...I will get back to that but a) was Arthur Perkins intentional. I've read an arthuriana with that.

I CAN USE THAT NAME AS MANY TIMES AS I WANT. B| also whyyy my heart ;;

OH RIGHT THAT WAS YOU I THOUGHT IT WAS FROM A BOOK but also yes bbs ;w;

I AM PRETTY PREDICTABLE REALLY. and i can't. /o\

I LOVE YOU ANYWAYS it is much feels /o\

PERFECT /o\ why so much all the time ;;

so much and so many ;w;

let's just have nice things /o\

we will get there /o\