@fantasmacore asked: “come here. ” | for Nairobi 🥺
Things had been rough ever since the heist had started. The stress was almost too much for Nairobi to take. Plus, in the back of her mind, there was the constant threat of what would happen if they didn’t succeed — but what if they did? Would Axel actually want to see her? Would he remember her? What would happen? As the days passed, the fear had grown exponentially. Plus, she was exhausted. None of them had the privilege of a good night’s sleep. Nairobi didn’t slack off, and she never would, but it was hard sometimes.
The breakdown was inevitable, but what she hadn’t expected was for Berlin to come around the corner and see her on the verge of tears. The words he spoke nearly broke her — she had to bite her tongue as hard as she could to keep from breaking into sobs as she let herself relax into Berlin’s arms. Her heart was pounding; she was pale and sweating; she looked like a mess, and he cared. He noticed. Her arms wrapped around his waist as she buried her head in his chest, still refusing to let herself cry despite how close she was.
“You don’t have to do this, you know.” Her voice was quiet and muffled, slightly shaky from the repressed stress. “I’m fine.”