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We may shine, we may shatter,
We may be picking up the pieces here on after,
We are fragile, we are human,
We are shaped by the light we let through us,
We break fast, cause we are glass.
'Cause we are glass.-Thompson Square
His fingers are running through her hair and they find their way to the strings tied around her neck. She is savoring in each and every kiss. They were finally alone, after a very long day. Emma had agreed to watch Gideon while Bae helped his parents out during a particularly busy day in the shop. Belle and Gold had headed out for dinner, Gideon was off with her parents and they had stayed behind to “clean up”.
Cleaning up had lead to her playfully throwing things at him, which lead to him chasing her around the shop. Before they realized it, they were on the couch in the backroom, making out more than they ever had before.
Bae undid the ties of her tube top and it slowly fell down. Emma bit his lower lip and felt his hands fall onto her now bare stomach. She became suddenly aware of the situation and her breath hitched, slowly pulling away from him.
Emma’s mind floated back to when she was younger. Whenever Ed had his hands on her, she felt paralyzed. No matter how bad she wanted to fight…
“Bae, stop!”
Quickly, he pulled away and she pulled up her top, quickly tying the strings behind her. Tears were welled up in her eyes and she saw the worry in his own.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I…I’m sorry.”
“Hey,” he went to grab her hand, but he thought better of it. “Don’t be. When we do this…if we do this…it’ll be because you want to.”
“But I do want to,” Emma said, her voice breaking. “I’ve wanted to be with you like this…for awhile now.” She swallowed, running her fingers through her hair. “But I can’t, because I…I’m broken.”
“Emma,” he moved closer to her on the couch and wrapped an arm around her waist. She didn’t flinch or move away, in fact she rested her head on his shoulder. “Don’t say that about yourself.”
“But I am! It took me so long to even think about being able to be with someone as just a girlfriend and now here we are...and because of him…damn it, I hate him.”
“I do too. He hurt you.”
“What if I can’t ever…I mean…I want to be able to do this. To be with you and not think of him…”
“And one day, you will.”
“You don’t know that.”
“I do. And it’s okay if it’s not right now.” He tipped her chin up with his finger. “I love you, Emma. And I don’t want to do anything with you that you’re not comfortable with.”
Emma let out a sigh, leaning her forehead against his, their noses brushing against each other.
“I love you,” Emma whispered.
“And I love you.” He kissed her briefly. “You want to go grab some milkshakes?”
“Can we stay here for a minute? Just…I don’t want to be around other people.”
Bae nodded and wrapped his arms tighter around her. She cuddled up against his body, resting her head on his shoulder. The night hadn’t ended how they expected, but at the very least, they had each other.