#and he was jsut struggling sm to deal w the group's popularity tbh

[wcvensouls]

he had in fact avoided answering that question, because he didn't know whether or not they would have the same answer and, for some reason, that made tate feel a bit nervous. however, he should have known that she wouldn't let it go so easily. for a moment, he was silent. and then, with a little smile, tate answered. " i think it would have. we're different now, i... would have done things differently. " but he had been young and naive, put in a situation without anyone to help him learn how to navigate it. many things had fallen into the cracks and gotten lost during that time as he tried his best to simply make it in such a cutthroat industry — and, sadly, their relationship had been one of them, even if he hadn't meant for it to be. " i think happiness is relative. i wouldn't be able to give you a direct answer. there's moments where i am and moments where i'm not. " a brief pause followed before tate added. " are you? "

“you  didn’t  answer  my  question.”  ara  points  out.  “do  you  really  think  it  would’ve  ended  any  differently?”  maybe  so.  if  they’d  met  now,  they  would  have  been  free  from  the  once  controlling  claws  of  their  agencies.  they  were  young  and  didn’t  have  much  of  a  leverage  against  grown-ups  in  suits  that  had  too  much  power  over  them  back  then.  but  maybe  they  would  have  never  met  or  fallen  as  hard  as  they  did,  held  together  by  a  bond  developed  between  two  dreamers  who  wanted  too  much  at  once.  “it’s  been  so  long.”  she  echoes.  they  should  both  have  moved  on  by  now.  “do  you  think  you’re  happy  now?”  as  happy  as  they  wanted  to  be?