strcightfire.

^{Her heart still pounded in her chest despite his sweet words and the soft press of his lips. She doubted it would ever truly stop. Because she knew relationships; they were trust and vulnerability and everything before this moment told her to run very quickly away from those things. Those things had led her to lose friends and suffer heartache unequal to anything she knew. And now here he was asking that of her…but this was Sami. There were no more fitting words than that to describe him. He was who he was. He had been that way since they were in developmental together: sweet, caring, back-breakingly selfless. This wasn’t Charlotte or Paige or Natalya. This wasn’t countless men who she’d given up far too much of her heart for. This was Sami. Becky let out a breathe and slowly took a small step back from him; already her lower lip was being worried between her teeth. “ You’re amazin’ — and I’m so not. I’m some strange lass from Dublin whose rollin’ with the punches, and believe me t’ere’s been a LOT, and I just…I know ya won’t — I just — I don’t wanna get hurt again so ya gotta promise me t’at whether t’is turns into somethin’ or nothin’…you’ll be honest with me. Good and bad. Even when ya want to end it — and I know I’m talkin’ about the end when t’is hasn’t even started but well, t’at’s what you’re gettin’ and I…I want to try t’is if YOU do. Otherwise, t’is is your chance to RUN for the hills before getting mixed up in all of t’is. ” She gestured to her whole body as though it were a quarantine zone he should definitely avoid.}

         ^{CHOOSE.     ——  He has never been a particularly indecisive person, his mind and morals quite well DISCIPLINED on knowing what was right and what was wrong. even now, he knows the correct path he must venture down for the greater good. these were things painted in BLACK and WHITE for Sami. it was EMOTION, the difficult matter of his heart, that blurred what he saw with shades of grey. A streak of betrayal. a dash of loss. a scribble of guilt. Hearing Becky’s words caused concern to pour through his face       she must’ve been really hurt badly for her to pour herself out to him like this. Sami had his fair share of bad relationships, be it as friend or something romantic, and they all ended in heartbreak and betrayal. He’d like to think it was his fault for not being enough, for not living up to their standards, for not being what they wanted from him. If he says yes to her and they become lovers, what if he comes up short again?  But there’s a large part of him that knows he won’t fail,  he knows he CAN thrive, but it is difficult to drown the voice that says he CANNOT. He reached out for her hand, his thumb had stroked over the soothing surface a top of her hand, while he’d let silence linger; a few mistakes had to have been made in order better oneself, isn’t that what they’ve always said. He assured himself that he wasn’t making a mistake with her, not with the way she already had him gyrating with every throb of his heart pounding against his chest.        “Okay. I promise I’ll be honest with you no matter what. And here’s a start: I won’t hurt you. Ever.”       He spoke softly, lost in her light autumn orbs, and thus, he found himself leaning in closer to plant A KISS OF LONGING against hers.}