#thatwouldbeenough

@littleblackqrow​ sent:  ❝Look…last night I was drinking too much.❞

Silver eyes level on Qrow. One would think there would be anger in them, but Summer was far from angry. She was... worse. She was disappointed. How many times had that been a thing for Qrow lately? It was becoming way more of a pattern and it worried her. 

“That’s an understatement,” she sighed, trying to keep the glistening of tears from adding an even heavier sheen to her eyes. “And it’s... it’s not the first time Qrow. You... you’re letting yourself get like that more and more often and...”

In her lap, her hands twiddled and rung in circles. It wasn’t as if she didn’t know WHY he drank from time to time... knew that it was usually the worst when something particularly bad had happened... but this... this was beyond getting fall down drunk once in awhile to forget life. This was becoming habit.

Summer found herself scared but not that he’d hurt her... but that he’d hurt himself doing this.

(Çeviri: Fakir bir adamın eşi olmaya razı mısın, seni refah içinde yaşatamayacak olan?

@littleblackqrow​ sent:  “Just say the word. You know I’d do anything for you.”

That was just like him, always the first one to ‘fly’ to her rescue... if she needed it or not. It was one of the things she loved about him though and wouldn’t trade it for all of the dust in Remnant. 

Giving him a soft smile, Summer reached up and let her hand drift over his cheek, touch softer then the feel of his feathers. “I know you would Stilts, but you do know I’m perfectly capable of fighting my own battles right, not that this really requires fighting.”

And currently that was the case. Once she’d gotten back, once she’d been told about everything that had happened while she’d been gone... she’d had so many questions and so many things had made her... angry. The one thing she’d wanted though was to find Ozpin, or at least the latest incarnation of him. Though, she didn’t know the ‘entire’ truth just yet, though as her memories had returned she’d remembered things that Salem had said. She wanted her own answers.

@littleblackqrow​ sent:  ❝ See, I never thought I’d live past twenty. ❞

“And I almost didn’t...” she replied, a soft yet pained smile on her face. Stepping up to him, Summer tenderly lay her hand against his cheek, her silver eyes meeting his. “Do you realize just how lucky we both are to be alive right now Qrow? We... we both have a chance at a life that we didn’t think we’d get.”

@littleblackqrow​ sent:  ‘ wait here. i’ll go run a bath for you. ’

“Qrow, I’m pregnant not an invalid,” she laughed. “I’m perfectly capable of doing that...” He was already gone before she could protest more and it wasn’t worth risking using her semblance to catch him, not that she was really intent to stop him anyway.

@littleblackqrow​ sent: “Mistletoe”

The brisk winter air, the smell of evergreen in the air... and Qrow at her side as they wandered through the groves of bare orchard trees. She really couldn’t have asked for more than this... until her eyes spotted tufts of green in the upper branches of trees that shouldn’t have any green at all this time of year. 

She knew what this was and had no shame in taking advantage of it.

“Come with me!” she beamed, grabbing ahold of Qrow’s hand and leading him towards the trees she’d spotted, laden light with mistletoe.

Giggling, she pointed up at the plants, berries opaque white and unmistakable. “Look Stilts, we’re under mistletoe. You know what that means right?”

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