#ableeding

[warplanetarchived]

with @ableeding / for garrus — i appreciate you looking out for me, but i'm not about to miss the final battle.

if garrus had it his way, amelia would stay in the medbay, monitored, with dr. chakwas hovering nearby. hell, if garrus really had it his way? she'd be back on the citadel — somewhere off the normandy, so that when the ship ventured through the omega-4 relay, she wouldn't be aboard. if this is truly going to be a suicide mission, at least let one person make it through. at least send amelia to huerta memorial, let her recover there while the rest of the squad undergoes the toughest battle of their lives in collector space. let her live. let her heal.

she's not going to accept that, however. she never does. her brows are furrowed as she sits up on the cot, knees pulled to her chest and eyes boring holes in the turian's thick carapace. though their height difference makes locking gazes a little difficult, garrus doesn't mind leaning in to see her. he finds green eyes, set in their ways, and matches their severity with a furrowed browplate of his own. "you really should have it looked at," he murmurs. "let us grab the IFF... you go to huerta, get a nice bed, a nice view of the presidium, and leave all the fighting to me." if this were less serious circumstances, he'd wink. instead, he refrains. "you're more than capable of fighting. i get that. just don't want to see you worsen that injury before it gets better. we can take care of the collector base and be back by morning." it's not a guarantee, but garrus talks like it is. better for morale. "would you at least consider it? for me?"

[centurie]

💋 (you know what? for sam)

first five everyone gets a kiss

her right foot twitches left and right , leg hung over the edge of the couch , too tall for her to reach the floor from the depths of the seat . everyone here was a giant oblivious of their own size . intimidating in all the ways sam wasn't . she's beside amelia , quiet as the day ticks on , making a causality out of each and every one of them ; in writing there's nothing that would have put them all in a sad stupor , but the longer she's boarded amongst the new avengers ( she'd reject valentina's insisting that she was a part of it too . it made for a great headline ) she more sam became aware of just how often sadness reared it's glum head here . she'd thought it was her own doing at first , but it was bob who'd told her otherwise , insisted their misery was just life's gift - she could understand that , life hadn't been too kind to her either . but . . . maybe she had an impact , albeit a small one .

sam watches her , looks for all the signs of sorrow that she could rectify . pulling herself up onto her knees she faces amelia , a smile pinned to her mouth like it could influence one of her own . leaning closer enables her to plant a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth , lingers for a second for emphasis , " let's do something , yeah ? your choice . "

[centurie]

what did i tell you ? quiet as a mouse . (for sam! ❤️)

@ableeding , i see fire .

she never doubted amelia's ability , she was just amazed no one had clocked her on the way ; they were all experts after all , though john was questionable ( a joke , she was fond of him really ) . she's rewarded with applause , an appreciative slow clap that has samantha pushing herself from the edge of her bed in an ovation she'd well and truly earnt . " think you're quieter than any mouse i've met . " seen , rather . she won't correct herself , the thought is humorous enough to remain between them should amelia follow her wandering train of thought .

she sits again , and pats the space beside her . " i thought yelena would have seen you . . . maybe feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end or something . " she feigns a shudder , believable enough that it almost triggers a natural roll down her own spine , " show us the goods then . "

[nota1one]

“ did you want to be alone? ”  

@ableeding , questions .

no - he wants to say no , but bob had isolated himself for a reason . the reason had passed and there was barely anything left of it now . he stewed in the dark , contented to sit alone just for the sake of being alone ; he deserved it , he supposed . but bob is finicky , he both wants to remain and maintain his self imposed quiet and wants someone to disturb him . the craving for company had slowly crept through the many cracks , yet the stubborn mind would keep his body from moving to seek out anyone willing to occupy his time with their presence alone . the longer he remained alone , the more frustrated he became . " i did but . . . i don't think i do now , no . "

there's plenty of space beside him , but he shuffles over anyway . " could you sit with me ? " wide eyes watch her with hope , the gentle tug of his smile tells her she's wanted . " please ? "

[centurie]

how long have you been awake? (for bob!)

@ableeding , morning after .

his fingers had hesitated over his mobile screen at some point , a curiosity to check the time had almost succeeded until he'd imaged the sharp flash of artificial light that would cut through him . he didn't need to know . natural light had abandoned new york's skyline maybe three hours ago . it wouldn't have reached most of the lower windows for a while for the taller buildings blocking out what remained , the new avengers ( or whatever they'd become ) would be one the last to witness the sun given the reach of their home . amelia had been sleeping since the early evening , bob had insisted she rest should she need it , another cup of caffeine would barely touch the sides now . he'd sat with her . they'd talked . they'd laughed . they'd kissed . they'd -

how long have you been awake ? head scuffs over his pillow to find her watching him . cheeks turn pink , had she watched him grin to himself again and again ? " uh - maybe like , half hour ? " his body turns , right hand finds the curve of her shoulder beneath their shared cover and rests upon it , thumb carefully sweeping across the fabric . teeth chew at his bottom lip as he finds a way to discuss the obvious , eyes darting with every thought would give everything away , " did you . . . sleep okay ? "

[centurie]

kiss me. (for bob and i oop-)

@ableeding , commands and demands .

their conversation had fallen into a comfortable silence , and bob's cheeks were beginning to hurt while his grin settled into something softer . laughter still swelled within him , warming his chest in a way he wishes could last forever . shoulders would still rise once or twice with small bursts of re-awakened humour , it finishes with a sigh that relaxes his every limb . kiss me .

bob's eyes are upon her in a moment , smile slips away for something else to take its place . a thousand thoughts run its course all at once ; did she say what he thought she said ? is she serious ? she is . tongue wets his own lips , teeth nip at them , and bob acts . palms are careful where they rest , cupping at either side of her jaw where fingers press to gently pull her closer . there's hunger behind the soft kiss he leaves on her mouth at first , breathing her in just reveals how starved he really is . he breaks for a second , lips wouldn't dare to move out of reach of her own , " can i hold you . . ? "

[pamivie]

(   .  .  .  ) ❝ . . . you better not be following me . ❞ call it paranoia , but she's fairly certain her periphery isn't failing her --- starter call ( accepting ) @ableeding .

[centurie]

for what it's worth, i really enjoyed the kiss and i wouldn't mind doing that again sometime. (for bob 🤭)

@ableeding , what if we kissed . . .

one step forward , two steps back . building the courage to kiss her had taken effort he didn't think himself capable of , he'd staggered between the drive to finally do it and the grounding fear of what harm it could do for weeks . bob had even been given a jab of encouragement from just about anyone who had noticed how he watched her , how he clung to every word she said , no matter what she said . it had been on his mind so much that the simple fact that he was still contemplating the pros and cons was starting to irritate him . so he did it . when his door closed at his back , still high on adrenaline and joy , did bob start to consider what came next . . . talking about it . the immediate drop of his smile had eased the ache his grin had set on , and he had returned to the dark depths of overthinking .

every moment they had been left alone together since had set bob's nerves on fire . he had been too frightened to bring it up yet hoped she might take the step . she didn't . there's no chance she wouldn't bring it up if she wanted to , she wasn't like bob , she didn't need to be scared about something like that . so he takes it as a wish to forget it ever happened , and as much as it hurt , he'd expected it . you're stupid to think anyone would want to be kissed by you .

" really ? " bob had watched her approach from the corner of his eye , swallowing all emotion to ready himself for the rejection he'd anticipated , and had already accepted . i really enjoyed the kiss —————— it had startled him into a frown , the question are you sure just caught before he could speak it . and i wouldn't mind doing that again sometime . bob watches , dumbfounded , and in the absence of the right words he begins to nod . it knocks a curl loose from its place and he scrambles to correct it . " yeah , i um . . . me too . i'd really like to . . . yeah . "