âł his words send a dagger through her heart, yet she still feels it beating. annie edison has always been the empath of the study group. applying abedâs chapstick, comforting shirley over andre, bonding with frankie. only annie could show any semblance of kindness towards a man like pierce, hold out for him as the ace of hearts. when jeff looked her, she had been able to restart raquel and open the entrance. because she knew what love meant: caring about others. some criticized her sensitivity, dismissed as naivetĂŠ, yet really the glue that kept the seven together, the seed that blossomed them into better human beings. that was annieâs gift. annieâs strength. cherry lips pout. â of course it hurts. leaving what you know behind always does. â annie isnât going to lie to him. his feelings are valid      though his feelings are good. as someone who originally wanted to cheat his way to a degree, had said he only tolerates greendale, those words highlighted his moral growth. â look at me, jeff. iâm ready to embark on a new chapter of my life     start my career with the fbi ! but that doesnât mean iâm not hurting. â Â
expression softens, melting into doe eyes and the little upwards quirk at the side of her mouth, annie places a hand on his shoulder. â missing others means you care. and thatâs a huge accomplishment for you, jeff. it shows you value other people besides yourself. â then a sigh falls from her lips. this part wouldnât be easy to explain. when troy left to sail the world, their apartment felt empty. the chair at the opposite end of the table, the seat next to abed at lunch, felt empty. both annie and abed shared a vacancy in their hearts. and after a heated game of pile of bullets, they realized their true intentions: to fill that third spot. and whether it wouldâve been with her brother or his ex-girlfriend, it would never be the same. both annie and abed had to accept a difficult truth of waiting months, maybe even years, for troy to return. anthony had been right: his absence clearly created some kind of vacuum. and so would hers.
through a more optimistic lens, annie wasnât leaving by boat. through a less optimistic lens, there was no reaching pierce. however, the latter might be for the best.Â
â  time passes. life goes on. it has to, at some point    past community college,  â fingers absentmindedly smooth down his sleeve. sheâs done this to calm down abed on more than one occasion. it even soothes her, the soft fabric of his sweater. hopes to give jeff some peace of mind. annie knows the walls he builds, the gates he protects in an effort to seem unbothered. yet she can understand his pain, and she so desperately wants to mitigate it, as much as she can, talking to him, while sheâs still here. â and i wish i could tell you how to deal with it, but itâs different for everyone. no matter how many stars we wish on or fairytales we believe in       â cue teeth sinking into her lower lip.  â  thereâs no magic, non-committal way to deal with it and have the pain be gone. but it gets better      it gets easier. it has to, right ? â
It is so, so easy to love her.
Itâs easy to love Annie with her gentle touches, with her kind eyes and her soft smiles and the intimate knowledge that she can only afford to be so soft because sheâs already been hurt enough. And Jeff thinks that maybe years of film and television had skewed his perspective-- when everything you know says that romantic love is the highest love of all, and you want to give someone the love that they deserve, it becomes even easier to think youâre in love, too.
Her hand is familiar. Her touch more so. Jeff almost hates himself for how long it took him to come to the conclusion that loving someone as a friend isnât settling, how long it took him to appreciate the simple brush of fingers down his sleeve.
Sex isnât what makes people love you.
âAre you...â He laughs, and this one sounds a little less forced this time. A little more disbelieving. âAnnie, are you âthe world spins madly onâ-ing me?
âNot that Iâm against the message at this point in my life. Itâs common for a reason. But...â
To have something so obvious reiterated to him almost makes him feel stupid. Almost.
But he doesnât feel completely out of his mind, because he knows Annie says it out of love. And he knows that if the world will keep spinning for him, then itâll keep spinning for her, too. Whether either of them want it to or not.
âGod, a part of me just wishes it could get easier with us together instead of apart.â
If he were a lesser man, a more selfish man, heâd do everything in his power to make his friends stay. To make Annie stay. To make Abed stay, and-- jeez, he canât even think about that properly yet, not after the way it made him crack at the bar only hours ago. The incident feels like itâd been ages past, but Jeff knows better.
And he knows that his friends are leaving, and heâs going to have to deal with it.
â...Iâm gonna miss you.â
Heâs gonna miss this: the kindness of Annieâs touch, and the way his voice goes soft around her in a way that doesnât even make him hate it.
âAnd I know-- I know thereâre gonna be texts, and calls, and I guess Iâm finally gonna have someone on the other side of the screen to talk toâ -- he chuckles a bit at that one -- âbut, sheesh. This caring business is tough.
âI might have to call you at least once a week.â Jeffâs lips purse. âIâm just warning you in advance. You know, since adults have to deal with the consequences of their actions and everything.â