[ the only protest she gives his "i'm fine" is a quiet noise she couldn't stop herself from making, a hm that would have been a "don't do that" or a "seriously?" if she were more inclined to actually using her words at the moment. but luckily, for his sake mostly, she's not really interested in calling him out for using their default answers on her right now. she actually does trust that he would tell her, if he needed more than time to let his healing do what it does best. totems might have a bad habit of putting on a brave face, but as they get closer, it's harder and harder to fall back on that. it's hard to hide that sort of thing when, well, they're paying as much attention to each other as they are. not that she's taken any time to think about it that way, but it's the truth.
also, why go through the trouble of talking more when she can feel him tip his head that last little bit to press his lips to hers? her fingers tighten in his shirt, just short of tugging, but.. he's literally right there, so it's just a reaction more than anything else. she leans up when he first starts to pull back, stealing just a tiny bit more time with her lips against his before settling again ]
Didn't mean to. [ it feels important! to state! even if it's obvious. because maybe it's not all that obvious? maybe not too long ago, she wouldn't have really cared how he felt about her actions or decisions. but now there's some active effort being made to do right by him, in a way. maybe putting a little more thought into those impulsive decisions before jumping into them, that sort of thing. ] I got scared when I couldn't keep fighting. Scared enough to let Venom take over. Hasn't happened in a long time. [ like, a really long time, actually. even when gwen's at her most low energy, she can still keep venom in the passenger seat. it's almost instinctual now, and it's definitely not something she has to think about. so... ] Guess it means we kinda messed up, huh? [ probably not the best time to try and be clever, considering she can't focus enough to try and clarify or whatever, but. well. some part of her thinks it's clever to make it seem like getting this close to someone was obviously a goof. and if he can joke about someone using him as a wrecking ball, she can make jokes too!! the corner of her mouth quirks up, but then she's pressing up to kiss him again, just a little one, before she settles down and curls against his chest again ]
[ The kind of things that happen to Poe's heart when he kisses her, especially when it's soft and slow and gentle like this, are simultaneously absurdly intense and a cause for concern just on the basis of it being a problem. A big problem that's only gotten bigger, but he did try to avoid it. He tried to reason with it. So far nothing's done much to make his feelings budge, and he's not quite so stubbornly in denial about it that he can't accept the fact that there are feelings. Lots of them. Way too many. And right now it seems like they're all ganging up on him at once, but if there's gonna be a winner in that brawl it's obviously going to be his concern for her and the need to hold her close and comfort her, whatever it takes to get through this. He's not running away this time. ]
I know.
[ It took a while for him to get used to Venom, even longer not to feel unsettled about the fact that it's just something that's a permanent fixture in Gwen's life at this point, it's not like it was any of his business anyway, as long as she's learned how to live with it then he could too. And he feels less wary about Venom in general when he's seen first-hand how the symbiote protects her when it's necessary, as inherently terrifying as it might be to witness. Whatever works, or something. As long as Gwen's safe.
He makes a noise that's a lot less committal at the humor, not because it falls flat, he's just dealing with those feelings, and realizing that he doesn't have an immediate clever retort for it probably shows just how deep in this he really is. Because yeah, it's true, in a sense. Neither of them intended to let things go this far, they'd been pretty adamant about that, but here they are.
Here he is giving her another careful, affectionate kiss in lieu of that retort. ]
I don't think that's a new development. [ Is what he eventually goes with, as he resumes stroking her hair, his tone dry but aiming for a similar vibe. Joking, but... not. ] It's not too late to get out now, y'know, before these smouldering eyes get to you and you stop caring about how many pairs of panties you've forgotten at my place.
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also, why go through the trouble of talking more when she can feel him tip his head that last little bit to press his lips to hers? her fingers tighten in his shirt, just short of tugging, but.. he's literally right there, so it's just a reaction more than anything else. she leans up when he first starts to pull back, stealing just a tiny bit more time with her lips against his before settling again ]
Didn't mean to. [ it feels important! to state! even if it's obvious. because maybe it's not all that obvious? maybe not too long ago, she wouldn't have really cared how he felt about her actions or decisions. but now there's some active effort being made to do right by him, in a way. maybe putting a little more thought into those impulsive decisions before jumping into them, that sort of thing. ] I got scared when I couldn't keep fighting. Scared enough to let Venom take over. Hasn't happened in a long time. [ like, a really long time, actually. even when gwen's at her most low energy, she can still keep venom in the passenger seat. it's almost instinctual now, and it's definitely not something she has to think about. so... ] Guess it means we kinda messed up, huh? [ probably not the best time to try and be clever, considering she can't focus enough to try and clarify or whatever, but. well. some part of her thinks it's clever to make it seem like getting this close to someone was obviously a goof. and if he can joke about someone using him as a wrecking ball, she can make jokes too!! the corner of her mouth quirks up, but then she's pressing up to kiss him again, just a little one, before she settles down and curls against his chest again ]
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I know.
[ It took a while for him to get used to Venom, even longer not to feel unsettled about the fact that it's just something that's a permanent fixture in Gwen's life at this point, it's not like it was any of his business anyway, as long as she's learned how to live with it then he could too. And he feels less wary about Venom in general when he's seen first-hand how the symbiote protects her when it's necessary, as inherently terrifying as it might be to witness. Whatever works, or something. As long as Gwen's safe.
He makes a noise that's a lot less committal at the humor, not because it falls flat, he's just dealing with those feelings, and realizing that he doesn't have an immediate clever retort for it probably shows just how deep in this he really is. Because yeah, it's true, in a sense. Neither of them intended to let things go this far, they'd been pretty adamant about that, but here they are.
Here he is giving her another careful, affectionate kiss in lieu of that retort. ]
I don't think that's a new development. [ Is what he eventually goes with, as he resumes stroking her hair, his tone dry but aiming for a similar vibe. Joking, but... not. ] It's not too late to get out now, y'know, before these smouldering eyes get to you and you stop caring about how many pairs of panties you've forgotten at my place.