Amie looked down, avoiding Alex’s gaze, something she’s done since they were little. A trait he’s come to admire, not that he’ll ever admit it, but there were a lot of things like that about her. Things that he probably shouldn’t have noticed when he did. He used to think it came with knowing her for longer than most people would stick around, now, he knows it’s love. He remembers the first time she did it, Riker coming home to find a broken vase, Amie’s eyes unmoving from the ground until Alex took pity on her and stepped up.
He wondered if he was as hopelessly in love with her then as he was now.
When he had asked for 5 minutes - 5 minutes for her to just listen to what he had to say without leaving or doing anything - she spoke out, obvious uncertainty behind the simple 3 words she said. His face fell, hoping she wouldn’t run away from this problem like she always did. Though as she shifted her body, her leg moving forward it was obvious she was going to leave. The words it feels like he’s heard before came out as a mumble, Alex barely hearing them.
“It’s… it’s my fault Alex… I know I’m an idiot… I know you only like me as a friend I get it I just… I’m sorry I can’t… do this…”
“Amie plea-”he managed to spit out before she walked past him in a rush, pulling the door open and going down the hallway. The look she gave him before leaving, the look that broke his heart, telling him he needed to fight for her. She doubted him, she thought he only liked her as a friend. Hell he would too after pushing away the girl he loved. He pushes down his own frustration, before turning to follow after her, looking to see where Amie had gone.
Finally, he had caught up to her, grabbing her arm and spinning her around. Even then, she won’t meet his gaze, he raised his arm hesitantly to slide his finger under her jaw. Calloused hands met soft flesh, and he found himself wondering if she enjoyed the feeling. He certainly did, he could see himself placing soft calming touches in a way their friendship wouldn’t allow before. Right now, all he had to do was convince her that this was right.
“I love the way your mind works, but sometimes it’s too much. Listen to me, not your head- or well, you should listen to your head, but after I’m done speaking. Now, I’m rambling, I’ll just say it.” Mentally, he cursed himself for his nervous rambling, “I want to try us, Ames.”
Her nervous gaze flickered across his face, worlds of doubt showing in such a small action. He resisted the urge to frown, if she was going to be cautious he needed to be her rock. His hand moved to cup her cheek, thumb stroking gently.
“I’m not an idiot, I know relationships take work, but this is worth it. You are worth it.”
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