#hannamir

(found this in my drafts and knew i’d planned on posting it with an update for dark circles but who knows if that’s ever gonna happen anyways i miss these two, and this show, and my shipping buddies @reallyoptimisticfangirl @stupid-jeans)

Hannah is pretty sure there's more to Amir than the unassuming politeness before her. She pushes for the real him, then lets him sleep it off on her couch. Because this maybe might have been her at one point, too.

from Sofia’s ig story. gurl, he gon’ gun you down with some lovin’. 

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Here you go, dear! Hannah x Amir, with rain outside. Sort of fits into the “harvester of light” series but it can be read just fine on its own too. Fluffy but melancholy? Idk. They get caught in the rain on the way back from lunch. It’s not far, only four blocks, and the sun had been shining when they’d left the house. It’s finally feeling like Spring in DC, and Hannah should’ve known better. The unpredictability of the weather is just about the only thing that can be counted on around here. But the point is, they’re both soaked through by the time they get home.She shrugs out of her soaked jacket, the dress underneath clinging to her skin, making her shiver. She looks up at Amir, pushing the hair out of her face, and can’t help but laugh because he looks like a disgruntled puppy.“Are you laughing at me?” he accuses, but some of the darkness clears from his features and the corners of his mouth tug up.“I can’t help it. You’re adorable.” Hannah leans in to kiss him. “Come shower with me?”Without waiting for a response (though she can hear him muttering something about her choice of words), she saunters off toward the bathroom, stripping off the remainder of her clothes on the way. He’ll follow, she has no doubt about that.Sure enough, Amir appears just as the mirror is starting to fog, his arms sliding around her from behind as he joins her under the hot spray.“I’m sorry I laughed at you,” she murmurs, smoothing her hands over his forearms, sighing contentedly.“I suppose I can forgive you.” She can feel him smiling against her shoulder, his beard prickling her skin pleasantly.“You suppose, hm?” She turns in his arms to kiss him, looping her arms around his neck.“Depends on one crucial piece of information…How do you plan on making it up to me?” Amir’s mouth finds hers again, soft and slow, his hands smoothing over her hips.“An afternoon snuggling in bed?” Hannah offers, breathless, smiling.“Sounds perfect.” Now that the chill’s been chased away, she wants nothing more than that.Within minutes, they’re tucked under a mountain of blankets on Hannah’s bed, her body nestled against his, his arms wrapped securely around her.For a minute, Hannah lets herself forget that he’s leaving. In ten days, he’ll be half a world away again. It’ll be months before she sees him. But right this minute, he’s here, and he’s holding her and the gentle drum of the rain against the window lulls her into a sense of calm she hasn’t felt in a very long time. Today, right now, everything feels perfect. And when she lifts her head to tell him that, he’s already leaning in to kiss her. She thinks he already knows.

Fic Playlist Fandom: The Brave listen

She tries it on alone in the bathroom and refuses to look at her reflection until it's on and zipped. From the front, it's almost normal. She can mostly avoid looking at the scar on her neck. But she catches sight of her back in the mirror on the medicine cabinet and even knowing the scars are there, even living with them for over a year now, the sight still makes her stomach twist and her blood run cold. But Hannah knows it's in her head.

Hannah: Back to DC... for now