Perhaps chaos followed Matt throughout his whole life, maybe even Karen's too, who knew. That was certainly how it seemed for the former, in his own experiences. The longer she stayed with him, not pulling away to push him further outside the realm of possibility for rebuilding what'd been lost, the less he focused on all of the consequences of having been outright welcoming to that chaos into his world. That somewhat easier to deal with emotion, relief, it would be temporary, lasting only as long as it took for them to get somewhere out of the rain.
Inhaling a bit sharply when she clutched at his shirt, one hand smoothed down until it nestled in the curve of the small of her back, flicker of a clenched smile passing over his face at just how she really wasn't walking away from him.
Touch always did bring him much closer to someone, shaping a greater connection than what the sight he'd been left with amounted to. Matt had certainly thought it, but he wasn't sure if he'd said so aloud: that he needed her, however he could have her, in his life. Everything fell apart on him, at once really, it felt like. He never would have pushed her into re-accepting him as a friend, if that's what they were doing there with the pattering of rain all around and on top of them.
He shifted his arms in place around her, hands urging her closer in a tug to a tighter hug, words whispered. "I'm not gonna go anywhere, Karen."
He did have the habit of speaking phrases that could be construed as jokes in the strangest of circumstances, so he couldn't help but let a quirk of a smile out when she laughed. It was a pretty laugh, even in spite of the strain in any sound she made, pain of tears still radiating between them.
Hesitating for a moment, he nodded, shifting away just enough to create a tiny space between them, gaze cast much in the same way it generally was. Slightly toward her, mostly away. "I'd prefer something more private, if that's okay with you," came out his reply in a still soft voice, hoping his words conveyed how deeply he didn't want to intrude in the personal space of her apartment, of her life.
That that privacy came with the option of her openly yelling at him depending on how he might explain certain areas too, well, that wasn't lost on him. It wouldn't be the first time he'd been yelled at for keeping so much a secret, so he would risk it. For them, for her.
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Inhaling a bit sharply when she clutched at his shirt, one hand smoothed down until it nestled in the curve of the small of her back, flicker of a clenched smile passing over his face at just how she really wasn't walking away from him.
Touch always did bring him much closer to someone, shaping a greater connection than what the sight he'd been left with amounted to. Matt had certainly thought it, but he wasn't sure if he'd said so aloud: that he needed her, however he could have her, in his life. Everything fell apart on him, at once really, it felt like. He never would have pushed her into re-accepting him as a friend, if that's what they were doing there with the pattering of rain all around and on top of them.
He shifted his arms in place around her, hands urging her closer in a tug to a tighter hug, words whispered. "I'm not gonna go anywhere, Karen."
He did have the habit of speaking phrases that could be construed as jokes in the strangest of circumstances, so he couldn't help but let a quirk of a smile out when she laughed. It was a pretty laugh, even in spite of the strain in any sound she made, pain of tears still radiating between them.
Hesitating for a moment, he nodded, shifting away just enough to create a tiny space between them, gaze cast much in the same way it generally was. Slightly toward her, mostly away. "I'd prefer something more private, if that's okay with you," came out his reply in a still soft voice, hoping his words conveyed how deeply he didn't want to intrude in the personal space of her apartment, of her life.
That that privacy came with the option of her openly yelling at him depending on how he might explain certain areas too, well, that wasn't lost on him. It wouldn't be the first time he'd been yelled at for keeping so much a secret, so he would risk it. For them, for her.