elliot hasn’t been shy about letting her know how he feels. ever since he came back, he’s made his love for her known. he is in love with her and he always has been. every time though, she brushes him off. he gets it, there is a hurt that still lingers, maybe she doesn’t believe him. but it was the truth, and he was determined to have her see. he wasn’t running from this, from them, anymore. and he would keep waiting for her for as long as it took. he was in this for the long haul, he was committed. he just needed to make her see that.
standing in her kitchen, the air between them is as charged as it’s ever been. she’s so close to him, he felt her lips brush against his own so briefly that if he hadn’t been hyperaware of her proximity, he might not have felt it at all. elliot, i want to, i want to, but i can’t. the words make him want to reach for her that much more. he can feel it, she’s trying to slip away again. he can’t let it happen, he won’t.
his forehead presses to hers, and his hands come to rest on her waist. it would take such little effort to lean forward and kiss her the way they clearly both want. but she’s resisting, trying to go back to her safety net. not this time. ❝ liv… ❞ her name a plea on his lips. ❝ when are you going to let yourself have something good? you deserve the world, olivia. ❞ she deserves everything good. she deserves to let herself feel, to give herself over to what she wants for once in her life. ❝ let me give you the world. ❞
