She didn't think she'd see him any time soon. Ben could have laughed, or cried, or both. If he hadn't flown halfway across the country they never would have seen each other at all. This was all stolen moments, a conversation that shouldn't exist. (Was he going to fuck up something, cosmically, by being here? He hadn't thought about it before now and it was too late to not come).
“I just wanted to —” he started, clasping her hands tight — and then something occurred to him that stopped him mid sentence, eyes wide.
He was going to fuck something up by being here.
He had already changed something, from the last time this had happened. Maybe he could change everything.
“I just wanted to —” he started, clasping her hands tight — and then something occurred to him that stopped him mid sentence, eyes wide.
He was going to fuck something up by being here.
He had already changed something, from the last time this had happened. Maybe he could change everything.
MJ made this <3