BasDorcha
Golden Age Dinosaur
Harper's Place
Jeremy Gray
Jeremy Gray
Her eyes meeting his ignited a deep yearning in his chest that mentally he shoved back into a box in his mind and ignored. There was one thing Jeremy was good at, it was bottling up unneeded emotions and throwing the bottle away. As he watched her looking awkward he pretended not to notice it either. The only give away would be the deadlock eyes they were sharing. If eyes were windows to the soul, he wondered what his must look like on the one place his body couldn’t forcibly control.
“You’re welcome.” His voice changed just a minor octave, gentling a bit, and for a moment, it felt like the would maybe get back to normal one day. He was equally surprised though when Harper began apologizing in return. More attentive then he had been since their night in the hospital, he watched her, mentally memorizing the moment. He didn’t respond immediately, he had the feeling she wasn’t done, and he was right, she continued, bringing a grin to his face. Typical Harper, always had more to say.
A nod broke the surface when she talked about control. He could understand why she felt that way, Bruce and Spencer had always kept a tight lock on her, even when they were all much younger – it seemed the family was worried about losing the last great gift Laura had given the world. “I had some time to think about it while I was in Dublin and all. I’m going to talk to Bruce about letting up, figure you deserve it after all you been through. I don’t know how much he’ll listen to me, but I’ll give it a shot.” He paused, letting it sink in what he said while he looked at his own cup, swirling the warm liquid. Once it was brewed, he dropped two sugars in and some milk he’d brought with the kettle.
“I didn’t do it, for the record…” the words drifted between them as his cheeks pinked a bit. “I promise, listen and hear what I have to say, then we’ll never talk about it again if you don’t want. I still don’t get why you turned me down, regardless of what you say, I think you feel what I feel, in your own way.” He stopped her, holding up a hand because he was sure he had something to say to that, “You don’t owe me an explanation. I’m not asking for one. I respect your decision. I went out that night looking to try your brothers advice, let someone else distract me. Only that didn’t work, because I couldn’t get your face out of mind.” Shrugging, he kept his eyes on his tea swirling it again.
“I know, pretty silly to hear a guy say that, but it ain’t about all that for me, and I couldn’t be that person. Kit got me back to the hospital and I slept sitting outside the door all night. I don’t know how normal guys do it, I know I’m not normal in any case, but my feelings don’t depend on you returning them. I can care, even if you don’t want me to. I can want to see you protected, even if you are strong enough to protect yourself, and that goes the same for the rest of ‘em.” He couldn’t bring himself to say the words, so he left it at that.
“So, you’re just gonna have to deal with it. Just one more thing to annoy your soul while you’re dealing with me. Hey, better the enemy you know then the stranger you don’t though, yeah. So leave it, I’m a grown man, I can handle your choice, and I will still be your friend, and I know you’ll be mine, so we’re okay. Just give me some time to readjust.” This time the smile was more natural, more classic Jeremy. “Don’t you worry your stubborn head off. You got plenty of other things to be stubborn about.”
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