[Livio takes a seat -- so goddamn carefully. Meryl would either be amused or exasperated to learn he's already broken another chair.
The irony of her serving him tea isn't lost on him, either. He offers the flowers over before picking up the mug with both hands, letting it warm them before he takes a sip.]
It isn't... bitter. [Yet it's still overwhelmingly earthy.] What is it?
[The flowers are finally accepted. She probably should have thought to grab a vase on her way up but... Whatever. She'll deal with it later. For now she pulls the lilies close, cradling them to her chest and inhaling faintly.]
They're pretty. [Right, did he ask something?] It's called lavender. It's supposed to be soothing. Figured it might, uh. Help the both of us.
For a time, he can't bring himself to look at Meryl. But she deserves the courtesy of mere acknowledgement before he should let himself say anything at all.
It's... probably at least a minute, or close to it, before he can do so. And he still has that pathetic, miserable expression on his face when he does.]
I know I hurt you... bad. 'n if you don't wanna forgive me for that, I get it. But in the case ya do, 'n you still wanna try... [Of course she doesn't. Why would she? If anything, she's dodged a bullet.] Y'deserve me offerin' commitment. And, well... I am. Offerin'.
[The longer he draws it out, the more and more confident she becomes in her assumption that it won't end in her favor. She tries to force her shoulder to remain steady, for her expression to many icy and unaffected. It's hard, however, when he looks at her like that. And it doesn't take long before her lower lip starts to jut out, and her eyes start to burn.]
[He shouldn't have even bothered with this. It's clearly just digging his claws into an already raw wound and reopening it, when he should have given her an even break without any more heartache.]
[She thought the tears were gone but nope! Here they are, bubbling up again. It's like she drank from that damn fountain again with how much she's been blubbering lately.]
After I've been such a jerk to you? Yelling at you when I didn't get my way and...
[She sets the flowers down in favor of wiping at her eyes.]
[It isn't too much. Livio doesn't entirely understand why Meryl would want anything to do with him at this point, but he doesn't fight it. At this point, his gaze falls, settling on their hands rather than her face.]
It's... like I said. I'm bein' selfish. I couldn't stand the thought of not gettin' to be with you.
[He wasn't actually trying to that time! He just didn't want her to think he was dismissing her feelings...]
Yes, ma'am. I mean -- no, ma'am. [OUGH. Anyway,
He turns his hand over, offering it to her properly.]
Seriously...? [Oh, man. All of a sudden he's overwhelmed with happiness at the possibility, but still upset something terrible... Here come the tears.]
[Getting used to just how much this guy feels is going to be an undertaking, Meryl can already tell. She gets up without complaint, though, quickly stepping between his legs so that she can reach out and hold his face.]
Seriously, Livio. [She thumbs at those tear-streaked cheeks.] Promise, even.
[Meryl if you think you're overwhelmed, try BEING him for five seconds --
Oh. Livio flushes warmly as he realizes this is exactly how it was when they first kissed, except now he's crying and he can see all of her beautiful face.]
Promise, huh...? [His free hand raises to touch ever so lightly over top of hers. Just as tentatively, he whispers.] Partner.
[Something about that blush, in the middle of all the tears, is so uniquely Livio. It squeezes her heart in all those warm, sappy, and gooey ways. She tilts her head forward to brush over his forehead, gentle and sweet as every other motion she's offered.]
Partner. [Her smile twitches upward.] Or girlfriend, if you're feeling so bold.
[In spite of the show of emotion, he is relaxing quite readily into her hands now that they've cleared things up. Even if Livio can't believe it, he won't question it.]
Hm... Meryl Stryfe, my girlfriend? Don't sound real...
[Meryl is so mean to him, her boyfriend. Her silly little guy. Her big snookums. He is once again whimpering in the back of his throat like a sad little tripod dog as he scrambles to his feet to follow her.]
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Date: 2024-01-01 09:26 am (UTC)The irony of her serving him tea isn't lost on him, either. He offers the flowers over before picking up the mug with both hands, letting it warm them before he takes a sip.]
It isn't... bitter. [Yet it's still overwhelmingly earthy.] What is it?
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Date: 2024-01-01 09:36 am (UTC)They're pretty. [Right, did he ask something?] It's called lavender. It's supposed to be soothing. Figured it might, uh. Help the both of us.
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Date: 2024-01-01 09:49 am (UTC)[Guess he's becoming a tea guy, now.
For a time, he can't bring himself to look at Meryl. But she deserves the courtesy of mere acknowledgement before he should let himself say anything at all.
It's... probably at least a minute, or close to it, before he can do so. And he still has that pathetic, miserable expression on his face when he does.]
I know I hurt you... bad. 'n if you don't wanna forgive me for that, I get it. But in the case ya do, 'n you still wanna try... [Of course she doesn't. Why would she? If anything, she's dodged a bullet.] Y'deserve me offerin' commitment. And, well... I am. Offerin'.
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Date: 2024-01-01 09:52 am (UTC)Livio, it's -
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Date: 2024-01-01 09:53 am (UTC)You're offering - what exactly?
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Date: 2024-01-01 09:59 am (UTC)I --
[He shouldn't have even bothered with this. It's clearly just digging his claws into an already raw wound and reopening it, when he should have given her an even break without any more heartache.]
... I'm sorry. I'm bein' awfully selfish.
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Date: 2024-01-01 10:01 am (UTC)[She thought the tears were gone but nope! Here they are, bubbling up again. It's like she drank from that damn fountain again with how much she's been blubbering lately.]
After I've been such a jerk to you? Yelling at you when I didn't get my way and...
[She sets the flowers down in favor of wiping at her eyes.]
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Date: 2024-01-01 10:13 am (UTC)Wh--
Y'ain't been any more of a jerk than me. 'n anyway, you were hurt.
[He doesn't even have the right to try to offer her comfort, as much as he desperately wants to.]
Please, I wasn't tryin' to upset you...
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Date: 2024-01-01 10:19 am (UTC)[Is it too much to reach over and lay a hand over his.]
Are you really sure? It isn't because I made you feel guilty? Or like you had to?
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Date: 2024-01-01 10:22 am (UTC)[It isn't too much. Livio doesn't entirely understand why Meryl would want anything to do with him at this point, but he doesn't fight it. At this point, his gaze falls, settling on their hands rather than her face.]
It's... like I said. I'm bein' selfish. I couldn't stand the thought of not gettin' to be with you.
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Date: 2024-01-01 10:24 am (UTC)[She promised not to hit him anymore, but she didn't say anything about pinching him. Even if it's hard with all this brisket.]
Of course I want to be with you, Livio.
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Date: 2024-01-01 10:34 am (UTC)You -- y'do? Even after all that nonsense?
I mean... my nonsense. You made sense.
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Date: 2024-01-01 08:36 pm (UTC)[Yes, she's very stern sounding. Only briefly, though, because she melts just as quickly.]
But, yeah. I do. Really.
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Date: 2024-01-01 11:28 pm (UTC)Yes, ma'am. I mean -- no, ma'am. [OUGH. Anyway,
He turns his hand over, offering it to her properly.]
Seriously...? [Oh, man. All of a sudden he's overwhelmed with happiness at the possibility, but still upset something terrible... Here come the tears.]
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Date: 2024-01-01 11:50 pm (UTC)Seriously, Livio. [She thumbs at those tear-streaked cheeks.] Promise, even.
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Date: 2024-01-02 12:30 am (UTC)Oh. Livio flushes warmly as he realizes this is exactly how it was when they first kissed, except now he's crying and he can see all of her beautiful face.]
Promise, huh...? [His free hand raises to touch ever so lightly over top of hers. Just as tentatively, he whispers.] Partner.
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Date: 2024-01-02 12:47 am (UTC)Partner. [Her smile twitches upward.] Or girlfriend, if you're feeling so bold.
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Date: 2024-01-02 12:51 am (UTC)Hm... Meryl Stryfe, my girlfriend? Don't sound real...
[Okay, maybe he will. But just a little.]
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Date: 2024-01-02 12:59 am (UTC)[Her tone is light, clearly she doesn't mean the insult toward herself or anything. And even if she did, she distracts him with a very quick kiss!]
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Date: 2024-01-02 01:16 am (UTC)... But Meryl isn't getting away that easily!]
Ain't a nightmare! Don't talk about my girlfriend like that!
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Date: 2024-01-02 01:23 am (UTC)Oh? And what are you going to do if it happens again, tough guy?
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Date: 2024-01-02 01:28 am (UTC)Wait, no, come back --
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Date: 2024-01-02 01:31 am (UTC)Why don't you come to me?
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Date: 2024-01-02 02:34 am (UTC)There you go.
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