Uncomfortable Truths -Â Alanna Mitsopolis/Grace, Ilsa Faust/Julia Meade
A/N: Alt E for @domaystic
Grace walks in on Julia quietly patching Ilsa up, her gasp almost escaping before Alanna covers her mouth, silencing it even as she watches Julia work, her lips brushing Grace’s ear softly. “Don’t.” It's been a year since they rescued her. Ilsa. The woman is still tense, a little afraid of letting anyone see her weak, barely trusting even Julia. To know she has been seen like this would ruin it all. “Come on…” Alanna’s gentle as she draws Grace away, shutting the door quietly. Ilsa’s eyes almost open before Julia covers them, her voice soft. “Not yet, I don’t know what damage they did to your eyes yet.” Ilsa submits quietly, allowing comfort to come to her. This isn’t unusual, not for them, not in this house, but she knows she would always trust Julia. Later, Ilsa healed, Grace finds she can’t quite look at her the same, Ilsa reading it in minutes before letting out a tired sigh, she has long expected this day to come, what she doesn’t expect is Grace to be so generous with her words. “You are still incredible, Ilsa… just… human.” It's hard to be angry, Ilsa thinks, when the girl is so caring.
