He... is. He's been overanalyzing for years and years. In the dark of night, after the set's ended and he's back in his crappy apartment at the Orlando, there's little else to do but overanalyze.
"Good thing opposites attract."
Ever since he met Faye, he's been attracted to her. She asked him why he brought her back to his place in Blue Crow and he never really answered. There's a simple truth, though: he wanted to. He looked, he liked what he saw, and... had he known she knew Vicious, he wouldn't have done anything differently except maybe explain it first so she wouldn't have had to shoot at him. And then he wouldn't have had to cuff her and leave her there while he went to finish things with Vicious.
But that's only speculation. He still always liked her; nothing's changed that. Again, he reaches for her hand but this time, he directs it very lightly to his chest: it's time to take a leap of faith.
"If you can deal with this..." He drags her hand lower, to his waist, and lower still. "...and this together, so can I." Letting go of her hand, he rests his own hands on either side of her face more gently than he's ever touched anyone before.
He feels incredibly naked.
Leaning forward, he presses a tentative kiss to her lips. He's always wanted to do that.
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Date: 2007-07-03 05:01 am (UTC)"Good thing opposites attract."
Ever since he met Faye, he's been attracted to her. She asked him why he brought her back to his place in Blue Crow and he never really answered. There's a simple truth, though: he wanted to. He looked, he liked what he saw, and... had he known she knew Vicious, he wouldn't have done anything differently except maybe explain it first so she wouldn't have had to shoot at him. And then he wouldn't have had to cuff her and leave her there while he went to finish things with Vicious.
But that's only speculation. He still always liked her; nothing's changed that. Again, he reaches for her hand but this time, he directs it very lightly to his chest: it's time to take a leap of faith.
"If you can deal with this..." He drags her hand lower, to his waist, and lower still. "...and this together, so can I." Letting go of her hand, he rests his own hands on either side of her face more gently than he's ever touched anyone before.
He feels incredibly naked.
Leaning forward, he presses a tentative kiss to her lips. He's always wanted to do that.