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It's been days since she's seen him. Since the day she took Will's baseball. It's not...it is because she's been avoiding him, but not because of the sex. Or him caring. Or her caring. She just..
She'd needed to do this alone.
Kate had needed to take the things she did, replace them the way she did. Will would say she was 'working through' something. Maybe. Or maybe she just needed to screw up and get caught so she could remember how that felt. Or maybe it was the same thing. Whatever it was, Declan couldn't have ridden shotgun on this one. He'd have stopped her and she'd have let him.
She doesn't want him to be her prison warden. To have to hold her leash. To have to clean up after her and she knows he will if she lets him. But it's okay tonight. The mess is managed, same as the mischief. It's on her head and no one else's.
Tonight, Kate doesn't want Declan for something. She just wants Declan.
He's not there when she gets to his hut. She could let herself in, but she won't. Instead, she parks her ass on the porch stairs and waits. If anything, the peace and quiet's kind of nice. The stars don't look familiar, but when she looks up at them, they're beautiful anyway.
*Title and lj-cut lyrics from The Sounds' Queen of Apology.
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Date: 2011-10-06 11:10 pm (UTC)"And then I'll cart you off to my bed and not let you out for a week. How's that for a promise?"
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Date: 2011-10-07 04:02 am (UTC)Will would say she needs the cry but he can fuck the hell off. Declan's tossing her a lifeline and she's going to grab it. "Sounds like you're writing checks you can't cash. When have we ever had a week to spend in bed?" she says and flashes him a smile. It's a lie, but she's working on it.
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Date: 2011-10-08 04:11 am (UTC)"After I'd had you in my bed long enough, I'd take you somewhere. Japan, maybe, I love Japan in spring."
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Date: 2011-10-08 04:21 am (UTC)She curls her fingers against his chest. "Don't. Don't dream about me like that. I'm not that girl," Kate protests. It's soft and weak and obvious as fuck to her ears that she wishes she were. For him, she wishes she were.
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Date: 2011-10-08 05:22 am (UTC)He smiles, but it's small and a little sad. "What you don't know doesn't affect anything, right?"
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Date: 2011-10-08 05:28 am (UTC)"I don't mind," she whispers, barely a puff of breath against his lips, like if she says it too loud it will bring everything crashing down. "Your feelings. It's okay. I just...don't want to hurt you. Don't want to lose you. Don't want to fuck up something good by you thinking I'm someone I'm not."
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Date: 2011-10-08 05:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-08 05:56 am (UTC)Kate bites her lip and squares her shoulders under his hand. "This isn't just a booty call." She doesn't know what it is yet or what she wants it to be. It's complicated and messy and yeah, she has feelings too.
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Date: 2011-10-08 06:50 am (UTC)He smiles, warmer now. "Yeah?"
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Date: 2011-10-08 06:57 am (UTC)"Except, I promise I won't lie to you. And if you let me go when I need to, I promise I'll come back."
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Date: 2011-10-08 07:00 am (UTC)He supposes he ought to be satisfied with her promising to come back to him, no matter how she means it.
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Date: 2011-10-08 07:37 am (UTC)Her voice quavers and by now he's got to know the sound of it as 'scared as hell'. "There's no one else serious. I just...I can't promise. There's too much other stuff fencing me in. I can't." There's one thing. Maybe. That she can give him. One thing, and, fuck, she's not sure it's the right thing. But it's honest and she promised him that. "I'm not saying never, Declan. Just...not yet."
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Date: 2011-10-08 04:46 pm (UTC)"Suppose that means I can step out then?"
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Date: 2011-10-08 04:56 pm (UTC)No.
She pulls closer. Heart pounding against her ribs, rabbit-scared and needy. "I've never wanted to be a hypocrite more than I do right now."
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Date: 2011-10-08 05:05 pm (UTC)He doesn't know what to say that isn't going to make her bolt on him.
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Date: 2011-10-08 05:44 pm (UTC)After she gets her mile-a-minute brain under control, she rubs her forehead and tries to find words that won't push him away. "It's not old-fashioned. It's kind of cool. No one's ever wanted this with me before." She gives him a smile that's soft, but nervous. "I don't want to sleep with anyone else. I just...need the freedom to do it. I need the freedom to make mistakes and have bad days and act out without breaking the one thing I can count on."
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Date: 2011-10-08 06:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-08 06:41 pm (UTC)The new Kate Freelander...she maybe kind of wants this. Them. Together. Not like Magnus and Will, but together. She just needs...guest quarters for awhile. To see what it's like now without it, before she commits to getting the trash picked up at four. "But what about when you need me?"
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Date: 2011-10-08 06:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-08 06:49 pm (UTC)Jesus, Freelander. Telling him how to find you? Who the hell are you turning into?
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Date: 2011-10-08 06:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-08 07:26 pm (UTC)"I know." She rests her head against his shoulder. "I'm trying not to hurt you, too." But without distractions... No crying. Not fucking crying. Her fingers tighten their grip on him. "Favor?"
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Date: 2011-10-08 07:33 pm (UTC)"What do you need?"
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