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fxckinginsaneinthebrain · 1 year ago

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“Ah, ah, ah, now I’m having none of that shit.” Jay replied with a smile, reaching under the counter for the book that had all of their clients for the day listen, opening it up and placing it on the counter facing himself and the other girl. “We’re a family business here. Now this one’s officially been upgraded to a full-timer, you can come and go as you please.”

Chloe blushed at that, clearing her throat before turning back to Max, offering a sheepish grin and a small ‘Heh’.

Well, there goes the surprise, I guess…

“I was gonna, uh, tell you when I called you… but… uh… yeah… Jay told me my Apprenticeship was up, and offered me a full-time paid job this morning… Gonna need help writing my resignation to Drew’s tonight, if you wouldn’t mind? You’re better at the writing and the formalities thing…”

“Don’t downplay it.” Jay added, flipping to a particular page in his book and scribbling something down. “First apprentice in the history of the business that I’ve kept on, and the fastest completion of the whole shebang I’ve ever had. Should be proud of yourself.”

Chloe could only blush at that, her cheeks immediately in contrast with her hair as her face heated. She grinned again, sheepishly, and clearly embarrassed beyond measure. “What… what he said, yeah.”

Behind her, though, Jay was talking to Sasha despite her eyes being locked onto Max, trying to distract her at bare minimum. “Ay, eyes on me.” He said, clicking his fingers in front of her to try and get her attention. “Gonna need you doing Chloe’s scheduled walk-in duties for the next week while she trains. She’ll cover yours the week after that. No arguments.”

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Lo and behold, Max was still Max and still filled to the very brim with anxiety even when in public. She yelped and turned in her arms, and Chloe quirked a brow at her girlfriend’s gentle peep, making a little room to allow her to move.

Her eyes immediately locked on the coffees held in Max’s hands, and her already-quirked brow was joined by the other, noting the small amount of liquid that was rolling around on the flat part. Her heart melted, and she leaned down to press a gentle kiss to Max’s lips, pressing another to her nose, before taking both and setting them on the check-in desk.

‘Funny… Sasha doesn’t start her break for another twenty minutes’. ’

Chloe thought as she turned back to Max and leaned back against the counter, her hands on Max’s waist in order to pull her close once again, smiling slightly.

“How did I ever get so lucky, huh…?Thank you…” forehead leaned down and gently bonked against Max’s, offering a small, loving smile. “I’m not gonna lie, I definitely need a little extra somethin’ today… You got me pooped after last night.”

She was about to lean back in and press a kiss to Max’s lips, when a door opened behind them, revealing both Jay and Sasha, with the man immediately stopping and smirking at the two of them knowingly. “Now, now, you two – I run a classy joint, here. If you’re gonna celebrate Chloe’s promotion, can y’all at least head out to her station. I don’t need a play-by-play account of who or what went down once y’all left, thank you.”

Chloe groaned, and leaned her head back, blue hair flopping backwards as she did. “Jay, man, really? You’re only jealous ‘cause Colleen has you on a sex ban. We weren’t about to do anything like that.”

Jay could only snort at that, under his breath mumbling something or other about there being CCTV, and how it wouldn’t be the first time. Then he turned to Max, smiling at her. “How ‘ya doin, kiddo? Not feeling too rough this morning, right?” He asked, though his intentions were clearly more innocent than his jokey repertoire with the taller girl. “She didn’t hurt you or anything? ‘Cause I know how squirmy she gets in the night. I topped and tailed with her when Colleen made me sleep on the couch – kicked the shit outta me.”

Max was still mildly distracted in the few seconds before Chloe leaned down and pressed their lips together. She quickly came back though, responding to Chloe as if it were an instinct like breathing. It was over too soon and the dread started to settle back in while Chloe gently pried the coffee out from her hands in order to set it on a steadier surface. As much as she wanted to melt into Chloe, and as much as Chloe was being very sweet and affectionate, there was the lingering nausea in her stomach that was doing an excellent job of dampening the mood.

Luckily, she didn’t have a second where she needed to defend herself before Jay and Sasha returned. Jay smirked and started to tease, which lit Max’s face up even more, but there was a particular word that Max latched onto which gave her a reason to shoot a questioning look at Chloe. “Promotion?” she asked, softly, but Chloe was too busy trying to contort herself to look behind at Jay. Max looked between them. It was nice to see Chloe acting familiar with people, that she had friends that she could actually be with. Max’s eyes flitted over Sasha, whose own green gaze was practically stabbing Max in the face, and Max’s sight cowered beneath it.

Jay addressed her and Max quickly looked back up, trying to ignore Sasha’s obvious glare in her peripheral. “N-No, I’m okay…” she answered, shooting Jay a half-smile. “She doesn’t normally do that so maybe she was just saying she was asleep and she was doing it on purpose.” Max knew that Chloe would never (err… maybe not never, but probably wouldn’t) do such a thing, but she also wasn’t about to tell Jay about the fact that Chloe tossed and turned until she became the big spoon and then she wouldn’t move.

“I just came to bring Chloe some coffee… Can’t have her falling asleep on the job…” Max tried to sound a little more earnest when talking with Jay. It wasn’t as if she wasn’t friendly with him, but the details he knew (or could correctly infer) about their romantic life and sex life made Max cringe uncomfortably. “Sorry if I’m interrupting… I won’t stay long if that’s a problem…”

If it was something directed at Sasha she would almost certainly believe that it would be one…

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fxckinginsaneinthebrain · 1 year ago

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Random Headcanon #19

(because mun is listening to Taylor Swift and he's getting in his own head)

Mary's Song by Taylor Swift is Pricefield's wedding song (established in mine and @shesneverleavingme's thread)

But that had me thinking... Chloe isn't a T-Swizzle girl. In fact she's very much so against country (Before The Storm confirmed that). So... How did that come about?

My headcanon is that Chloe, after losing her temper on a date important to herself and Rachel (an anniversary, maybe?) tries to make it up to Max -- who's locked herself in their bedroom and is refusing to come out and / or refusing to speak to her.

Chloe goes for a drive. And at random, she flicks on the radio... Only for Taylor swift to be playing.

Next thing she knows she's standing in the doorway to their apartment, Taylor Swift blasting from her phone, and Max comes out all teary...

Chloe apologizes, and Max doesn't push her for an explanation.

They make up on the spot.

#idek where this came from but like #my brain went brrrrr #random headcanons

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kawasakichaoschloe · 6 years ago

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Chloe’s cheeks have a slight red tint from the alcohol she had already been sipping, her warm blush spreading as she grins sheepishly at the very panicked photographer.

“Now is the PERFECT time to be traipsing about like this Max! I can’t have this vodka in my hand in the middle of the day now can I?” Chloe says matter-of-factly as she allows the smaller woman to drag her through the dormitory hall towards her room. The punk doesn’t even try to lower her voice when she speaks, evidently unconcerned about another party in one of the rooms hearing them. Though Chloe was not interested in inviting the entire floor to help themselves to her alcohol, she was more than comfortable telling any curious ears to fuck off from the treats she had brought only for her and Max.

“Do you have any soda or juice? I totally forgot to bring some.” She says with a smirk as they cross into Max’s room, imagining for a moment her innocent companion trying to take a shot of the gasoline-like substance. The image her mind conjures of the situation is more than hilarious, and Chloe laughs to herself for a moment before she launches herself onto Max’s bed, bottle and ice cream in hand.

“I guess we could use the ice cream as a chaser, but vodka isn’t great to mix with like milk based shit. But hey, the more we drink the less gross it will be?”

Whipping off the top of the bottle, Chloe takes a large swig. The punk tries to hide her snarl at the flavor, but her face contorts a bit anyway despite her attempt to pretend the sip wasn’t disgusting.

“See? Piece of cake. So what drinking games do you know Max? Let’s make a night of this. I don’t have a damn thing to do tomorrow, and it’s rare I score a whole bottle like this!”

*Continued from here / @shesneverleavingme

#shesneverleavingme #chloe price rp #life is strange rp

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cobaltbutterfly-blog · 6 years ago

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“No, you can’t!”

For the last time, she was going to stop Chloe if it meant she had to use herself to barricade the damn door to keep her from leaving her room. Max looked at her friend, glaring through a curtain of worried sympathy, before she started again, “Chloe, you’re so wasted… You’ve been drinking too much… The last thing you should be doing is going anywhere right now…” Of course, trying to convince Chloe that she should stay still would, honestly, probably backfire and spit flames into her face.

Max stood between Chloe and the door that could, ultimately, lead them down the stairs and to Chloe’s front door and truck. While Joyce was probably asleep by now it was unknown about David, who kept stranger hours than a typical college student.

“Chloe… Please…” she started again, trying to see if she could get some reason into her, “Please listen to me… We can go tomorrow… We can go after you’ve slept this off. Just please… You can’t drive like this…”

Max doubted Chloe even remembered asking her to come over, or that she had taken the bus as close as she could until she walked the rest of the way to Chloe’s house because Chloe knew she had been drinking. She doubted Chloe remembered, but she hoped that reason might speak out in her alcohol-ridden conscience more than memory.

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"Back the fuck off, Max!" Chloe was so fueled by her anger that she wasn't thinking clearly. Being heavily intoxicated just added to her rage and made everything worse. She staggered forward and pushed at her best friend standing in the doorway - the one thing stopping her from getting the hell out of Arcadia Bay. "I'm going. I'm done!"

"Tomorrow?" A bitter laugh was released as she staggered forward. "No, Max. Tonight. I'm leaving tonight. You don't know what it's like to be stuck in this shit hole. You got away. Why did you even come back? Oh that’s right for Jefferson. Not even for me. For him." One hand reached out and gripped the door frame to try and keep her balance. She couldn't even remember the last time she'd gotten this trashed. "I can drive and I will."

Chloe could barely recall the conversation she'd had with Max on the phone. She knew there was a lot of begging and 'I need you now’s' involved and she remembered why she'd called her. Pretty much everything else was a blur. "I can't do this anymore. You've got to let me go." She started to cry out of pure frustration. "You don't know what it's like for me. You don't know anything!"

Her other arm went around the smaller girl and pulled her against herself. Her face lowering to rest on the top of Max's head and breath in the sweet scent of her hair as she sobbed against it. "It's the last time. It has to be." Chloe probably didn't make any sense with her drunk babbling. She'd never even told Max what the real issue was and just insisted that she come over right away. And sneak in the window. "If you won't let me drive than you do it. You get me out of here. I can’t be here anymore. Please."

#shesneverleavingme #〈 ✥ c ┆ max : she’s never leaving me 〉#(track)

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noblesseobligue · 6 years ago

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“ i can’t wait to show you off to the entire world… ” from Max! @shesneverleavingme

secret relationship open

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She could feel the burning sensation coming up her neck to her cheeks. Victoria Chase doesn’t do blushing but Max was looking at her with her stupid warm blue eyes and using her stupid soothing voice and just being her stupid cute self and she can’t help it.

“ I thought you were more the reserved type, Caulfield. Suddenly have a burst of bravery?” Her words sounded defensive, -cautious-. This whole feeling thing was hard. Even if she’s singing out of joy in her head, she had this Queen of Blackwell chip installed telling her Max is just messing with her heart. Some kind of cruel revenge after everything she’d to went through because of Victoria.

#shesneverleavingme #r; closed #(this is so sweet I'm crying )#only-move-when-moved

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morningstarfallen1-archive · 7 years ago

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You’re My Destiny

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They’d had this conversation before. Many times before. Often when they were both up late during the night, clinging to each other for support, and were trying to lull themselves to sleep. ‘Honesty hours’ had never been kind to them, and now that they dealt with emotionally-crippling depression and guilt-inducing anxiety, their late-night conversations were often filled with angst and tears.

Max met Chloe’s gaze until she started spelling out the what ifs. Chloe had a phenomenal way of spitting out every could-have and might-have they could think of. Max’s mind already heard most of this even if it was in a different tune. Joyce could have died. So could have all of their friends, rather than just some. Everything could have been much, much worse.

“You were always worth it…” Max muttered. She shuffled her bare feet lightly on the carpet. “I never questioned it… Not even for a second…”

“You were always worth it… I never questioned it… Not even for a second…”

Chloe’s eyes burned as she looked towards Max. She watched carefully as the brunette shuffled her bare feet against the carpet of her bedroom, the punk’s head tilting as she listened to the words that fell from Max’s lips. “Am I worth it though?” She questioned, she had questioned that so many times that even she was starting to get sick of hearing it.

She lifted her hand to furiously wipe away the offending tears that continued to trickle their way down her cheeks before she sighed and took a small step forward, her right hand reaching out for Max’s left. She gently took a grip of Max’s hand, her own thin fingers linking with Max’s as she pulled the brunette towards her.

Once she was close enough she wrapped her free arm around Max’s frame, holding her close to her. “I’m sorry... I just... I feel like I don’t deserve to be here... I wasted so much of my life and if it wasn’t for you... I would be dead...” She admitted, her head falling to rest onto Max’s shoulder.

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#pricefield #you're my destiny #shesneverleavingme

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thedreamsofmany-blog · 6 years ago

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♡ Character Traits Game ♡

This is going to be a bit long since I am doing it for all of my muses so I’m going to place it under the cut! Thank you kindly @melancholeyes for tagging me in this!

Tagging: @wwater-witch, @petalsxfallen, @smugxscientific, @wingedxarrogance, @shattxreddiamxnd, @greenmxtsu, @royaltygxm, @savenathanprescott, @ofcorundum, @nacreousknight, @steven-pinkdiamond-quartz, @blackstardiopside, @shesneverleavingme, @revolutionaryxpearl, @lxpxsgxms, @lady-scorpion-and-friends, @outofthisgxlaxy, @boldxprecision, @waterwiings, @outofthiisgalaxy, @healingn0tes, @waterwinged, @ipredectiwillhaveablog, @cfnarratiiives, @jxspxrgxms, @gemchrys, @multigems, @blue-court-defense, @defxctive-rebxls, @saltygempearl, @13lilypetals

RULES

Bold the ones that apply to your character Italicize ones that sort of apply And tag some people

J A S P E R

P E A R L

H O L L Y

L O L A

L U C Y

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I C H I M A T S U

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justgottaletg0 · 7 years ago

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@shesneverleavingme | from here ✘

❝ I didn’t think going two days without you keeping me away from trouble was gonna be so much fun ❞ Chloe grins against the speaker, a hand shoved inside the pocket of her ripped jeans and an arm leaning against a nearby wall for support. Ever since she’d located the arrival area of this labyrinth of an airport she’d been restless, bouncing on her heels and pacing back and forth with a dire need to light up a cigarette, although now that she could hear Max's voice on the other end of the line her shoulders sagged with a warm giddiness.

❝ I’m kidding, I -- really missed having you around, Max. ❞ she pauses with the firm certainty that her grin is every bit audible along with her words, before continuing with a playful tone. ❝ And hell no that ain’t sad to admit, being in touch with your feelings is about as punk rock as it gets. ❞

Chloe’s tone softens then, an almost mellow question leaving her lips, gaze still locked onto the wave of people arriving. ❝ How was the trip? You all in one piece? ❞

#Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ reply #shesneverleavingme #v; tba #// i thought san francisco arrival timeline minus the evil jefferson and storm shenanigans but #honestly feel free to take this wherever!

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the-rainbow-shaka-brah · 7 years ago

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“Oh Captain, My Captain”

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#loving the thread guys!!#keep up the good work :)#i did my best on the outfits XD #hella art #Fan Art #Pricefield #pricefield wedding #Life is Strange #RP #Life is Strange RP #shesneverleavingme #fxckinginsaneinthebrain #~enjoy

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love-is-a-fraud-blog · 7 years ago

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Rachel had returned to Arcadia Bay. Finally. After Chloe’s disappearance, she had been tangled up in a lot of bad shit. Drugs, parties, anything to fill the void. So, she had taken off to California. Back home with her family. After a half year, she was back to finish up school. Her hazel eyes fell on the building. She figured Night time would be the best time to settle back into her dorm. No one to bombard her with “we missed you so much” and “how are you doing?”. She shifted her bag over her shoulder, stepping into the dorm area, glancing at her door, which was decorated heavily with banners and such. Rolling her eyes, she slid the door open just enough to set her bags down, heading off to the shower room.

She heard water running, eyes flickering over to the last stall where steam was rising from, going to the mirror. She moved to set her over the shoulder bag down, fishing out her brush. Dragging it through her blonde locks, she glanced at the shower stall again.

#ic #shesneverleavingme

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thedoctornumber11 · 7 years ago

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Starter for shesneverleavingme

((OOC: @shesneverleavingme))

“Well, this is a bit odd,” the Doctor stated. He was in a small town. The TARDIS viewing screen told him that the name of the town was Arcadia Bay and it was not where he intended on going. “Why did you bring me here?” he asked, rubbing the machine a bit, but clearly a bit annoyed as he walked out and scanned around with the sonic screwdriver.

“Oh,” he smiled a bit, excited, “That’s why. This indeed might be where I’m needed.” There were Tachyon, clearly left over from the remnants of time travel. Someone in the area had been traveling through time and clearly had been doing so a lot. “Time Lines,” the Doctor thought and ran back into his TARDIS to check something. As it turned out, after looking it up on the TARDIS, there were clearly quite a few different time lines verging on that one place in time and space.

He walked back out and scanned once more. “The strongest signal seems to be coming from the graveyard,” he thought to himself as he walked towards it, very interested in investigating. He walked through, following towards one particular grave.

“Chloe Price,” he read the headstone, “I wonder if she was the time traveler who left all these particles, or if it was someone else,” he thought as he noticed a woman approaching the particular grave he was observing.

“Hello,” he smiled a bit at her, hoping he could learn more.

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fxckinginsaneinthebrain · 1 year ago

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munday music

-----------ㅤ**** 𝙶𝙾 𝚃𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝚃𝙸𝙵𝚈 ON 𝚁𝙴𝙿𝙴𝙰𝚃, 𝙿𝚄𝚃 𝙾𝙽 𝚂𝙷𝚄𝙵𝙵𝙻𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝟷𝟶 𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙶𝚂ㅤ!!ㅤ****

Amnesia - 5SOS (X)

Empty Space - James Arthur (X)

Anti-Hero - Taylor Swift (X)

Good Lookin' - Dixon Dallas (X)

Fill Me Up - Ur Pretty (X)

Drunk as it Takes - Jaret Ray Reddick & Frank Turner (X)

See Me Now - Luke Combs (X)

Here I Go - Wildflowers (X)*

The Black and White - The Band CAMINO (X)

No Matter What (Acoustic) - Papa Roach (X)

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Tagging: @shesneverleavingme @n0irangel @morningstarfallen1-archive

*R.I.P Adam... gonna miss you, bud.

#Dash Fun #idek man my music taste is depressing af lately #ooc

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fxckinginsaneinthebrain · 6 years ago

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Chloe knew she was being a hypocrite.

She knew.

She knew that Max, in her exhausted, baby-brained state of mind would be mentally calling her what would most likely be every variation of ‘dickhead’ under the sun (and she caught the small glare; a residual leftover from the flash of bitterness).

After all, hadn’t Max been in the exact same situation (in which she’d almost died, of been the brunt of lethal consequences? Hadn’t max watched her die innumerable times; some of which happening on the same day.

But what Max forgot; the tiny detail she didn’t take into account, was that she’d been able to use her rewind powers to correct the fatality when it arose. Chloe, however... Chloe would have no choice but to live her life having lost the person who meant the most to her (yet again m) . She’d have to face single parenthood whilst a job and her family life, while living hours away from her own mother: the only family member she had that was still alive.

So yeah, maybe she was being a hypocrite. But, in the long run, did she care? Not one bit.

“We did it... We did it, Chloe... And he’s gonna have us for the rest of his life...”

Chloe had been about to vocalise her thoughts, and hopefully jog her wife’s memory. But then she spoke, and the mere words had the smallest of dry chuckles falling from her wet lips, promptly shaking her head. “N-no... You did it... you got him here... did all the hard work...”

Absent fingertips gently traced over Williams head, just as he let go of the nipple of the empty bottle with a ‘pop’ noise and an elongated, satisfied sigh. “...I just gave you the materials...”

Just, as she stopped speaking, however, a knock sounded; gentle through the door, and Chloe internally groaned when she saw Ryan’s head peek around their cracked open door, eyes closed and his body blocking any other eyes from seeing in.

“Max? Chloe? The doctor said you were welcome for visitors... everyone decent...?”

Chloe turned again to her wife, eyebrow quirked in questioning while her fingertips once again toyed with the hem of her sons knit cap. Was Max ready for the chaos that would ensue from their families meeting the newest price member...?

‘Hurricane Grandma in Three... Two...”

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Chloe had never been one for words; never been one for verbal reassurance, even when she was younger and decidedly more innocent to the true cruelty of the world she lived in.

So Max’s words, reassuring her that she wasn’t a guilty party, and that she was right there…? They flew completely past their target, and most probably shattered into a million pieces on the wall behind it, instead.

What didn’t miss target, though, was the kiss that she was straight-up dragged into.

Looking back, Chloe would never be able to fully recall exactly how Max managed to do it while keeping William in her lap, who was still busy sucking eagerly at his meal. She’d never be able to pin-point the exact moment Max’s fingers clamped around her shirt. And, most certainly, she’d never be able to pin-point the words that preceded their lips Meeting.

But, as Max had rightly observed over years of marriage and domesticated monogamy— following years of friendship beforehand, too — the kind of kisses she was the recipient of were one of the only ways to bring Chloe back down to Earth.

Like I said— Chloe was firmly in the ‘actions speak louder than words’ camp.

One kiss turned into two, and two turned into three, and Chloe found herself kissing back more and more with each iteration , punctuated by muttered words that finally, through the panicked fog of her brain, registered.

‭it took a few moments, the machines whirring in the background only seeming to elongate the never ending silence, for Chloe to speak— heart heavy and full, brain throbbing, and eyes wet with unshed tears.

She leaned forward, their heads bonking in their usual manner; only this time there was less of a need for comfort, and more desperation fuelling it: a desperation to feel, and to reassure both of them that this, right here, was reality.

‘Nothing bad happened… for once…’

“…. I can’t do this without you, Max… I - I lost you once and—“

Chloe kissed her back.

In the air of silence that contrasted the loud gulps of a hungry baby and the dim volume of beeping monitors, Max only heard her whispers and the sounds of their lips as they met and separated. Eventually, even Chloe’s panic subsided and she settled for their normal forehead-press than kisses to soothe her soul.

“…. I can’t do this without you, Max… I—I lost you once and—“

There was a part of Max that was bitter. It lasted for half a second as she remembered, in that instant, every time that the tables had been reversed. There had been no shortage of accidents on Chloe’s end since they had come back to each other all those years ago, and there had been many that scared Max that she would be left alone after holding onto Chloe tighter than she held onto her own life.

But now wasn’t the time to be bitter. Now was the time to soothe. “I’m right here…” she said, continuing to whisper softly. She tilted her head and kissed the tip of Chloe’s nose before she returned their foreheads together. She shook her head, grinding their foreheads gently, and said, “I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere. It’s you, and me, and our baby…”

There was a little extra warmth on that last word. It was heavy with responsibility but warm like Max was surrounded in blankets and sipping down a frothy chai rather than in a thin Johnny and in a hospital room that was only mildly comfortable. Max smiled, trying to lighten Chloe’s mood. “We did it…” she said, an attempt to hammer the point into Chloe’s thick skull, “We did it, Chloe… And he’s gonna have us for the rest of his life…”

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#shesneverleavingme #decond time i wrote this -.-

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