[ A huffed, disbelieving laugh escapes him as he continues to dab at her scrapes, at the idea that she could ever lean on him too much. It was so much the opposite, but he knows she won't want to hear that - and he doesn't want to say it, either. That's what a relationship is, isn't it? It's a give and take. It's a balancing act of two sides, two parts of a whole. They'd both have their moments, where they'd need to ask for more than they could give, and the other would be happy to give it. They've already done it countless times already.
As he finishes cleaning her wounds, he smooths his hand along her calf, from the ankle to her knee and back again. ]
I'm - [ hah ] - working on believing that. [ That he's an incredible person, but he'd never belittle her gratitude, and the fact that he can even say he's working on esteeming himself with more than self-doubt and insecurity is a feat in and of itself. But he's trying. In the face of everything he can't do right now, he's trying.
He starts with the bandages then, to carefully wrap her pains away. ]
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As he finishes cleaning her wounds, he smooths his hand along her calf, from the ankle to her knee and back again. ]
I'm - [ hah ] - working on believing that. [ That he's an incredible person, but he'd never belittle her gratitude, and the fact that he can even say he's working on esteeming himself with more than self-doubt and insecurity is a feat in and of itself. But he's trying. In the face of everything he can't do right now, he's trying.
He starts with the bandages then, to carefully wrap her pains away. ]
So...you're welcome.