HE CANNOT AFFORD another mistake like the one she has to forget & forgive. yes, he knows of that dark spot. he knows there’s a dark side to it as the SUN cannot reach the dark side of the MOON no matter what it does. it’s their nature. if this happened in the past, he’d be running from responsibility but he’s changed so MUCH over the years he spent while she existed in his life. this is not about being responsible for another life. it’s his damn dad.
❛ this is DIFFERENT. this is not something i can half ass and hope for the best. that’d mean i’d be just like my FATHER. ❜ he says as his tone raises. he’s defensive because he has wounds to hide, some of them he didn’t lick yet. he’s suffocating, but he’d rather do that than die walking away. it’s not her fault, or that child’s. goddamnit Quill, get it together.
❛ there’s an entire galaxy out there and i can’t live knowing where i should be and i’m not. ❜ realism takes him over for once. the topic is too heavy to be washed over by optimism or passion.
❛ y’know i’m gone for weeks at a time, MONTHS ! how ‘sides i… i thought you wouldn’t want it. i guess, you do ? ❜
He has a point, mentions of time spent away, far away, and an undeniable DUTY to the well-being of the galaxy that must come first —————— sea glass falls to the empty space between them, ashen seeped hands settling upon the spot where she knows her child ———— their child, will soon grow. What if something happens? With how selflessly he THROWS himself into the storm for the sake of others, it is not an improbability. What if he misses their arrival? What if he never sees them?
To speak such an admittance out loud is FREEING, in some strange way that alleviates the fears and doubts that had plagued her since she had gotten the news. But what of him? Was this the shackle, the final turn of the key that LOCKED him in?
Had she become the gilded cage?
His voice raises, the sun flares, yet she posses a sudden calm that the woman cannot tell for sure if FAUX or SINCERE. Is she still terrified, uncertain, l o s t in the woods? Certainly. Will that deter her, overcome her? Will she let it? Already mental lists are being formed, PLANS put into order and organized, one after another, over and over and over.
❝ Karen can help me, the boys can too, and I can take a leave and… and… ❞
Too fast, too much, too far ahead. Lips quickly squeezed shut, silenced, and body leans against him, a WIFE just needing her HUSBAND.
❝ ’m just glad you’re home… ❞
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