i'm not coming home

[impetuous]

He knows.

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[scinlae]

[ That only causes a frown to return to her features. ]

I care not for titles, I never did before nor do I now. [ Not in matters such as this. Not when her heart is involved. ] You have yourself to offer me and that is all I desire.

[impetuous]

[ I almost hurt you. I wanted to. Gwaine bites his tongue. Dropping his eyes to their hands, he thumbs teasing circles on her palms. ]

[scinlae]

Gwanie. [ She tilts her head, trying to catch his gaze again. ] Do not ask me not to shut you out only to shut me out in return.

[impetuous]

[ He snorts. ]

I'm a hypocrite now too?

[scinlae]

That depends on what you do next.

[impetuous]

I don't want to hurt you, Morgana. I don't want to leave you. But I don't see how I can keep from doing either. Not here.

Do you want to be with me?

[scinlae]

[ She drops her eyes to the floor, the question bouncing off the inside of her head loudly. ]

Yes... I do. [ He isn't the only selfish person here. Besides, being apart is something neither of them are good at, this much has been proven time and time again. ] But please do not treat me like I am made a glass.

[impetuous]

[ Glass? Her? ]

Never. I still remember you threatening to open my throat. Not a very glasslike thing to do.

[scinlae]

Good. [ By the goddesses it is annoying when people who do not know her look at her and think she is glass. ]

You shouldn't need to worry about that again. [ At least by her hand. ]

[impetuous]

[ He has to laugh. But it's lighter somehow. Freer. ]

You do know how to win a man's heart.

[scinlae]

[ It is infectious, a slight smile appearing on her lips at his laugh. ]

I try.

[impetuous]

Don't try too hard. I've never liked competition. [ At least not in this. ]

[scinlae]

I have no intent of providing competition. [ Things are far too complicated (in her head) as it is. And she is not about to destroy the only solid ground she has. ]

[impetuous]

[ Really? Again? He watches her for a moment before ducking his head. He tries to hide a snicker behind his hand. ]

Don't change. Please don't change.

[scinlae]

[ Gwaine, stop. You said you'd stop. She frowns a little at him, a silent reminder. ]

I heard that.

[impetuous]

I'm sorry, but it's adorable how you still can't tell when I'm joking with you.

[ Never change, Morgana, never stop being cute. ]

[scinlae]

[ See icon? It's the face she is making. ]

I'm not-- [ WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT, THAT IS NOT A WORD USED TO ASSOCIATE WITH MORGANA PENDRAGON. ]

[impetuous]

You are. [ Denying it is only making you more adorable. ]

[scinlae]

Quiet. [ She will not hear of it! Worst boyfriend/whatever you are ever. ]

[impetuous]

[ He mimes locking his mouth shut. However, the corners of his lips continue twitching upward. ]

[scinlae]

[ Scowling scowling! She is not cute, not in the slightest. ]

[impetuous]

Don't worry. I will never again speak of how adorable the lady Morgana is nor will I tell anyone such thing.

[scinlae]

I pray you don't. [ Because you're not allowed to use that word ever again.

And now that is not the lovechild of a pout and a frown on her face. Not. At. All. ]

[impetuous]

[ Gwaine smiles. He teasingly flicks her lower lip in an attempt to urge a smile out of her. ]

[scinlae]

[ No smile for you Gwaine, but she does take a hold of his wrist. Leaning over to plant a teasing kiss on his lips. ]