He didn't ask her what she meant, though at this point it could be really anything. He didn't tell her that he was there for her, either, because he had already told her and just had to trust that she knew at this point. In fact he wasn't really aware that he was about to say anything, until he heard his own voice and startled at the sound of it in the too quiet room.
"You can do anything, Nat. You're the strongest person I know."
And it was true. She had pulled through and often dragged him along with her when he had been at the point of breaking. She had made it out of the horrors that had been her early life with her sanity intact, and they were living at least something close to a normal life by now.
Or had, until yesterday. Now everything had changed.
Or had it? As terrible as all of this was, this at least was something countless other people went through on a daily base. Heck, they had seen the end of the world coming and defied it and still were here. They would get through this, somehow, no matter how fucking much it hurt right now.
But that was the point, they had to do it together. He couldn't leave her alone with this, just because he was afraid of the pain. He had to try at least, even if it would end bad for him as it always did.
"I don't know what to tell you, Nat."
He took her chin to turn her head, make her look at him, at his tears, his complete loss at what to think, to do. He had to let her see him raw if they were to come to a decision they could both live with.
"I've never been so afraid in my entire life. I'm afraid that you'll get hurt and I'm afraid of what will be if it all works out. I don't know what's worse at this point, I really don't. But I can get through this all with you, that's what I know. Because I love you, you know?"
He rested his forehead against hers again, tiredly, after his lips brushed hers for nothing more than a tender fleeting touch.
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Date: 2014-06-20 09:07 am (UTC)From:"You can do anything, Nat. You're the strongest person I know."
And it was true. She had pulled through and often dragged him along with her when he had been at the point of breaking. She had made it out of the horrors that had been her early life with her sanity intact, and they were living at least something close to a normal life by now.
Or had, until yesterday. Now everything had changed.
Or had it? As terrible as all of this was, this at least was something countless other people went through on a daily base. Heck, they had seen the end of the world coming and defied it and still were here. They would get through this, somehow, no matter how fucking much it hurt right now.
But that was the point, they had to do it together. He couldn't leave her alone with this, just because he was afraid of the pain. He had to try at least, even if it would end bad for him as it always did.
"I don't know what to tell you, Nat."
He took her chin to turn her head, make her look at him, at his tears, his complete loss at what to think, to do. He had to let her see him raw if they were to come to a decision they could both live with.
"I've never been so afraid in my entire life. I'm afraid that you'll get hurt and I'm afraid of what will be if it all works out. I don't know what's worse at this point, I really don't. But I can get through this all with you, that's what I know. Because I love you, you know?"
He rested his forehead against hers again, tiredly, after his lips brushed hers for nothing more than a tender fleeting touch.
"I love you so fucking much, Natasha."