Well, like I said- I get it if it's a dealbreaker. [ He's still grinning though, hoping that further underlines that he's kidding and not at all serious. He's well aware that their relationship might have more than a few roadblocks along the way, and they'll probably butt heads over them, if his track record is any indication. He's not an easy person to be in a relationship with, and he knows that full well. ] If anything about me is a dealbreaker, you don't have to stay.
[ He knows who he is. He knows he's an asshole who drives people away. But more than that, he knows that he wants to be better, because Jesse makes him want to try. Alice made him want to try too, before everything spun out of control and he lost his grip on himself and nearly everything in his life.
He doesn't want to blow it with Jesse, but he worries that the cycle will simply repeat, and he'll be back to where he was thirteen years ago.
But Jesse's moving, putting his bag down on the counter, and standing up. His gaze instantly turns to hers, watching her and being ready to catch her if she wobbles. She doesn't, even though her steps are uneven, and when she reaches for her hands, he takes hold of hers without hesitating.
His gaze shifts in the direction that she indicates, to the door and the room beyond it. And then his gaze returns to hers, gray eyes locked on green. ]
You'd really let me set up in your room? In your apartment? [ He's not sure why he's still surprised. She's let him into her life in so many ways that letting him have a space in her apartment is probably just the logical next step. It just feels like such a big step that he's half expecting the rug to be pulled out from under him at the last minute. ]
I mean, I'd like that. I really would. [ I'd love to live here. To be here when she comes home. I've had that thought before, haven't I? Well, even if I have, it's still true. It'll always be true. I think I'll always want to be in her life as long as she lets me.
His hands squeeze hers gently, and the wide grin on his face changes to a more gentle, but loving smile. ]
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[ He knows who he is. He knows he's an asshole who drives people away. But more than that, he knows that he wants to be better, because Jesse makes him want to try. Alice made him want to try too, before everything spun out of control and he lost his grip on himself and nearly everything in his life.
He doesn't want to blow it with Jesse, but he worries that the cycle will simply repeat, and he'll be back to where he was thirteen years ago.
But Jesse's moving, putting his bag down on the counter, and standing up. His gaze instantly turns to hers, watching her and being ready to catch her if she wobbles. She doesn't, even though her steps are uneven, and when she reaches for her hands, he takes hold of hers without hesitating.
His gaze shifts in the direction that she indicates, to the door and the room beyond it. And then his gaze returns to hers, gray eyes locked on green. ]
You'd really let me set up in your room? In your apartment? [ He's not sure why he's still surprised. She's let him into her life in so many ways that letting him have a space in her apartment is probably just the logical next step. It just feels like such a big step that he's half expecting the rug to be pulled out from under him at the last minute. ]
I mean, I'd like that. I really would. [ I'd love to live here. To be here when she comes home. I've had that thought before, haven't I? Well, even if I have, it's still true. It'll always be true. I think I'll always want to be in her life as long as she lets me.
His hands squeeze hers gently, and the wide grin on his face changes to a more gentle, but loving smile. ]