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“I never thanked you for putting a foot up my ass.” Maybe that wasn’t the best opener for a conversation but neither of them have ever been the best at talking. Well, at least, not with each other. Anxiously Eli taps his hands on the counter top before reaching out to catch one of Kate’s and brushing his thumb across her calloused knuckle. “Back when that whole… Hyde incident happened and you forgave me and came looking for me anyway.”

This was Kate, though. She was never one to give up or stop believing in anyone who didn’t deserve a second chance. That itself was one of the greatest gifts she could give him but no, she went the extra mile and chose to be with his passive-aggressive ass. How could he possibly begin to thank her for any of that? Lightly stubbled chin brushes her skin as he plants a kiss on her forehead then another on her nose and finally her lips. “… I’m probably going to disappoint you again. I won’t do it intentionally but I will someday and I hope when that happens you’ll let me make it up to.”

Nothing was easy, but then again, weren’t all the good things in life hard to keep ? Or was that some bullshit people told themselves so they wouldn’t feel bad about chasing the unatainable ? Either way, Kate’s already long since accepted her life would be anything but complicated, even with thosoe she cared most for. A part of her wondered if she was nothing more than a ticking time bomb, a self destructive being ready to demolish anything good in her life at a moment’s notice. But then there was Eli. Faithful, sweet, caring Eli. God, there were days she didn’t believe she deserved him. Tried her best to push him as far away as possible, only to find herself in his arms again.

❛ You would have done the same for me. ❜ Kate shrugs, her eyes fall to where his hand held hers. Truthfully, she didn’t feel much of his thumb brushing against her skin. Chalk it up to angry nights hitting the bag or a wall barefisted and years of callous build up as a result. ❛ You know neither of us could leave anyone in that state, ❜ she closes her eyes while drawing a deep breath in. He’s always so warm. It’s inviting against her skin, drawing her in closer to him without her realizing it. Her arms wrap loosely around his neck, reaching up on the tips of her toes to return the kiss. She wonders momentarily how he could be capable of knocking down walls with one punch when he holds her so gently. ❛ You never could let me down, Eli. Not really. I know your heart and it’s good. You’re always so damn hard on yourself you know ? ❜ Kate leans back, giving him a pretend punch to the chin with a smile then quickly kissing the fake injury in repentance.

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hug the boy: not accepting!

Now Eli thinks himself observant ( especially when he can hardly get his own two cents thrown in ). Notices little things here and there, stores away the ones that are important and others he’ll reexamine later. In this case he finds himself assessing his reoccurring dilemma. At first, he pretends not to notice, pretend he doesn’t catch Kate’s eyes wandering off and brightening in a way he knows they never will for him. He doesn’t have to ask to find out just who has entered their hideout, the back draft and a quick slap to the back of his head is a dead giveaway.

The anxious settles that settles in his stomach is hard to ignore but he suppresses his discomfort with a half hearted smile at the speedster’s antics, watching Kate continue to twist around in her seat to keep Tommy in her line of sight. That delighted eyed look of hers never leaving once. They’re all friends, he muses silently, they’re friendly with each other. But more often these days he finds himself looking at her and catches her looking at him and he can’t help but know it’s more than friendly. It’ll always be.

Nevertheless Eli wonders if she ever really sees only him, will catch his tight jaw or slumped shoulders when she asks if they can cut their dates short or simply find an excuse to leave. Like right now when Tommy announces a supposed shooting star sighting in middle-of-nowhere Utah and Kate insists she simply has to go see it for herself to believe him. Already she knows Eli will say yes to her going because he can’t make her stay and who is he to deny her anything that makes her happy? Before he even answers she’s already out of her seat so she can lean down to hug him farewell with a kiss to his temple.

“Call me when you’re home, okay?” He says, although he’s not sure if she heard him at all when she’s swept away in a blur of green and white.

At times like this he wishes he weren’t so observant. Makes him wonder how long it’ll be before he can’t pretend anymore.

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"No wonder you can't ever keep a girl, you lack a single ounce of romantic instinct in your entire body."

“UHHHHH, there’s so much wrong with that sentence that I don’t even know where to begin. Actually, wait ———- I DO.” This was rich coming from Kate of all people; Ms. We-Shouldn’t-Eli-But-We-Totally-Should-But-I’m-not-Feeling-It-ATM-But-I-Am-You-Feel-Me-’Cause-I’m-Feeling-You-(As-A-Friend-But-Also-Something-More-But-Don’t-Get-The-Wrong-Idea)? “First and foremost, I totally can and have kept a girl. Remember Lisa? That hot art chick with their weird coat (andtheweirdthingforOsborn)? I was dating her until you guys busted me outta juvie. And I would’ve still been dating her if it wasn’t for the whole… y’know, being a bad guy thing (thoughthatiskindahot,notgonnalie). So point one: DISPROVEN.”

Honestly, they’re both lucky his scalding hot coffee hasn’t spilled on either of them with the way he was flicking his wrists and pointing as he spoke. Chalk it up to a secondary mutation or something like that.

“Secondly, I’ve got more than an ounce of romantic instinct in my body! Remember our first date? I snuck you into a bar, we got a few drinks, did some petty crime, made out in an elevator. If that isn’t romantic, then I don’t know what is.” He’s joking, of course. Somewhat. There’s a smirk on his face, at least; she can take that whichever way she wants. “Sorry I’m not a horse-and-buggy around Central Park on a first date kinda guy. Buuuuuut, if that’s what you’re looking for…” He’s leaning in now, His arm resting above her head as he draws his face closer to hers, his smirk stretching out and tugging at his cheeks. He stands there silent, his eyes never moving away from her gaze, leaning in closer, and closer…

…Until he pulls back, laughing.

“—Just messin’ with you, Kate!” There’s no way she’s enjoying this as much as he is right now, but that’s not gonna stop him for snapping a quick pic of her face; s’not like she could stop him, anyways. “But seriously,” he continued after pocketing his phone and taking a much needed sip of coffee. “If you need me to show you how romantic I am, you say the word and I’ll whisk you offa your FEET!”

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i’m allergic to soy…asshole

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