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Delirium

It’s like a jolt to the brain. A shock to the system. Such a harsh realization.

…he has you.

God. God, this isn’t real. She’s not here and they’re not there and things aren’t okay. Suddenly that thirst is back. The walls start to shift into drabness. But he closes his eyes and buries his head in her hair. Focus on her. Breathe her in while he can. focusing on her suspends the world around them— not quite prison, yet not quite home. Hanna just wants to hold onto it a bit longer.

"I want to go with you. God, please let me go with you."

Charlie clings back, feeling every bit real for the moment. But she is there with him. She always has been. Fluttering strong in the chest of his. A blessing or a curse, she isn't sure, but she wished he was somewhere safe.

"You've got me, I'm right there, beating in you. I'm always there. I'll always be waiting, but listen to me, Hanna." Charlie placed a fervent kiss to his cheek. "Listen to me." She placed another near his ear.

"I'm so fucking proud of you. Amazingly proud of you, and everything you've done. Look at you, still holding on. And you have to keep at it because you have others who love you and need you. And you need them." Charlie was firmly saying this, every point she made with love, but with fierceness. She need these words to stick.

"You were once the flash, fast and uncatchable and practically untouchable. Now, you're fucking ironman. You withstand more than any of us can. It sucks, god it sucks, and it's not fair, and I hate it." Fingers moved into his hair, hair that he doesn't even have anymore.

"I love you, so so so much."

Delirium

"Wha—" He blinks a few times. "Yeah, I’m fine, I just… heh, that dream was… really weird.” Hanna almost doesn’t want to pursue the issue further, but then again he’s oddly compelled to do so.

He still clings to her even as she straightens herself out. Nope, he’s not letting go. “I, uh. God this is gonna sound stupid, I know. But you… died. Killed by a vampire.” He holds a moment. “I had to… to go on without you. I didn’t even know you’d died until months after.” It seems so real in his head.

"Then there was this guy, crazy doctor guy named William. He harasses me for… forever, it seems like. And just before I woke up, he had me locked up in this little room, just… starving and…" Hanna pulls her closer, if it’s even possible to do so.

"…and it’s all okay. Because I woke up to cookies and you."

Charlie watched him, as if fighting wither herself about something. She had hoped that maybe he was at home, but she should have none better. Her hand rested over his heart, and she could feel it. That solid heart she gave him. She needed to tell him, because maybe he could work out a plan because William is bad news. Always would be. She remembers the scars that man left in her.

"Tch, Ironman..." She mumbled before looking up and kissing his lips gently. "I'm so... so sorry. But if William has you... then he has you." Charlie shifted and nestled back against him. "Focus on me, okay love? Focus on me because this is a memory turned dream."

She groaned softly. "I wish so much that this was the waking world. God, Hanna, with every part of me."

Delirium

"Whatever I want, huh?" He breathes her in and sighs longingly.

"I’m gonna be lame for now, but… I wanna lie here with you. God, it’s been so long, I just… I just need to be next to you. Feel your heartbeat. I’ve missed it. Missed you.” He presses kisses into her hair. Wherever he can plant them, really.

"So long?" She chuckled and tucked her head under his chin. "Really? It's been just since this morning." Charlie hummed and then tilted her head up lightly.

"Hey, are you sure you're okay?" She asked, a bit worried by it all. Maybe he really did have a nightmare. A bad terrible awful dream. Charlie disentangled herself just so she could adjust her glasses and look at him properly.

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Delirium

"Bug… The little guy. Yeah, he’ll… he’ll like these." He instantly devours his cookie, almost as oddly as he’d slurped up those handfuls of water. He collects his composure, though— had he really been that hungry?— and sets his hands on her arms as they wrap around him.

"Uhhhhm… I think the… couch would be good. Yeah." He rearranges himself and picks her up to carry her to the couch, setting her down gently and then flopping over next to her.

"Ohhyeah, this is nice. I like this." He makes a satisfied noise as he stretches his legs out. Gah, it feels good.

Hanna faces her and waggles his eyebrows. “So, uh. Now what~?”

"Ohmygod." She squeals as he picks her up and she clings to him for a moment until she settled again. Charlie welcomes his presence next to her and she presses into him, arms wrapping around him, her freckled face in his neck.

"Whatever." She kisses his neck. "You." kiss. "want." kiss. She hums and takes in his scent happily. God she loved him.