[ John knows - through the months they've known each other, he hasn't had much of a chance to be soft. He pulled her in, pushed her away, led her to run away, found her back, all with a war raging in the background, forcing John to make hard decisions - some of them he still regrets to this day.
He hadn't had much time to stop, contemplate, think things through. He always pushing his feelings to the backburner because something else was happening, something that mattered more than his own heart.
But now... now, maybe, he can show her that he does have a heart. That he cares, more deeply than he knows how to say. That he wants her, fully and all the time.
Her hand slips into his, small and warm, and John's heart takes a tumble. ]
Afraid I did, yeah. I was drafted to use one of the mechs. You? You're okay?
no subject
He hadn't had much time to stop, contemplate, think things through. He always pushing his feelings to the backburner because something else was happening, something that mattered more than his own heart.
But now... now, maybe, he can show her that he does have a heart. That he cares, more deeply than he knows how to say. That he wants her, fully and all the time.
Her hand slips into his, small and warm, and John's heart takes a tumble. ]
Afraid I did, yeah. I was drafted to use one of the mechs. You? You're okay?