#kjfvnfkjgfj we just need it to be over!!! it's been 84 yearsssss

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               Linus was no stranger to her touch, quite the opposite, actually. Strangely, however, he hadn’t found it this uncomfortable up until now; up until realizing just how much he was beginning to like having her near, taking his hand for warmth, taking his arm to call for his attention, grabbing a hold of his wrist to pull him away from thoughts that just second before had been eating him alive. It takes him some time as he watches her slim fingers closed around his wrist, his pulse quickening and steadying under her grip, but Jinwoo finally relaxes under her touch. Confusion still evident in his gaze, which moved from their touch up to her dark hues, there was no trace of it on his face. It was like his eyes were begging her to tell him what she was doing to him, but his face remained expressionless.

There was sadness emanating from her touch and Jinwoo couldn’t quite pinpoint where it came from, if from him, or something else hidden in the back of her mind. Fear, too, he noticed. There were always hints of sadness and fear whenever Hansa touched him, which would be justified, seeing as the young gorgon had been welcoming his blood-covered version back from his hunts after full moon nights for months now, so of course she would fear him. Which… was sad in itself, now that he’d thought about it. Still, he couldn’t help but yearn for her touch everytime she did it…

…And by default, regret doing it.

He felt like a cheater. It felt like he was betraying Inji’s memory. His big love, the one he was supposed to start a family with, to lead a pack with, to grow old and die alongside with, so yes, it stung to be sitting beside someone and yearn for her touch like he’d been feeling with Hansa. It stung to realize he’d been smiling in her presence more often than not, it stung to notice how much love Leo had for her. It was disgusting to keep reminding to pull away when she was too close, even though he wanted to move closer. 

So he pulled away.

He withdrew and hid like the coward he knew he was. He picked up his feelings and emotions, buried deep inside his chest and hid. Which prompted Hansa to pull her hands away too and leave him stretching out his fingers in a hand flex as he instantly missed her grip around his wrist. Fuck, he needed a cigarette so bad. 

Soon after, however, Linus' focus was back on the present, attempting to help her take out the plates, only to be scolded like a child for doing so. And then, there was Hansa, waltzing around his kitchen, placing the milk and sugar back in their place, emptying out their plates and it made him feel like home again. Like she was bringing something warm to this house that, for such a long time, had only known its and bits of warmth and happiness. All of which, involved Leo only.

“Well shit. Yes, ma’am?” Linus stood behind her while playful words rolled off his tongue. He could go out and murder the people who had hurt his family, but Hansa being bossy made his chest feel warm? The hell? His hand casually rested on her waist while the other opened the dishwasher and she began loading it with the plates and mugs they had just used, a familiar sense of domesticity involving them as he did that.

The living area seemed livelier than it usually did after a full moon. Leo laid out on the carpet in front of the tv, with both Jet and Flo curled up on each side of him while he watched the Blue-dog cartoon. Hansa sat by his side and Linus could feel his muscles relaxing with each passing moment, regardless of her being a visitor or not. Her question brought his gaze to her and a casual shrug followed. “This.” He motioned his hand to Leo and their surroundings. “We have breakfast, then he watches TV and I sleep on the couch until it’s lunch time. Then we cook together, eat and nap in the afternoon.” The werewolf didn’t think he needed to mention that city hall would always give him the day off after a full moon. “He’s usually up by the time I wake up… and he knows how to make his snacks, so I get to sleep in if that’s the case.” Linus then noticed a strand of hair had escaped from her ponytail, so he reached up to tuck it behind her year. “What about you?”

between linus' sweet gestures and leo's happy rambles and attention, hansa feels quite spoiled. a rare feeling she doesn't quite know what to do with except to enjoy it. it's a rarity and really, when will this ever happen again? she doesn't expect many more days like this and letting herself bask is another rare thing. keeping herself from good things before she could get attached to them was usually her go-to. finally, he sits. but there is a look of discomfort? something enough to make him tense up a little, making hansa reach one hand over, grabbing the wrist of his balled up fist while her thumb gently soothes. ❝ this is the first time you've stopped moving, ❞ she points out, some scolding in her undertone as it was clear he needed rest. her grip is released when he asked about her coffee, both hands back on the mug. hansa is quick to retract and coil back up, slither into herself once more when she feels his distance himself. ❝ good. thanks. ❞ it was usually this with them. hansa understood keeping someone at arm's length, she didn't usually mind linus' hesitation in opening up. but instead, he kept her very close, closer than most. she noticed. and yet still not close enough. always keeping himself slightly closed off. his words snap her from her thoughts, finishing off the cup before pulling her phone out of her pockets to check the time. ❝ yeah, i don't work later so i'm not in a rush. but, you can't do anything else for me while i'm here. you need to rest. ❞ giving him a pointed look, hansa stands. she starts to gather their plates and other dirty dishes, swatting linus when he tries to help. ❝ just let me. ❞ she glares again but quickly smirks a little, shaking her head while finishing clearing the table. ❝ you said to make myself at home, ❞ she points out, in case he tries to play the 'she's the guest' card. even though she's said that, hansa still lets linus lead them back out to the living room when she's done, plopping down on the couch and letting out sigh. a long nap would be awaiting her when she got home but for now, being close enough to feel the comforting warmth that radiated off of linus would do. ❝ what would your day be like if i wasn't here?, ❞ she asks, having stayed to spend a little more time with him, not bluey. she'd gotten a little snippet of their little world and once she left it would be over. may as well get as much in as she could before bursting the bubble she was currently living in.