Okay, he couldn't blame her for wanting to get out of an uncomfortable moment. It was a lot to take in, from his declaration of love to all the new information Valerie had put the table. He couldn't pretend to understand where the slayer was coming from, hers being an insanely unique situation, but she also needed time to understand where he was coming from in wanting to be with her anyway, no matter the odds.
Brian knew it was an atypical response. Most guys Brian's age didn't want the responsibility of a girl with a stomach flu, forget about an early expiration date. But he had been through that kind of grief already, and he had never regretted spending that time with his dad before he died. Grief didn't work like that. He just wished he could go back and spend more.
"There's this thing my dad used to say," he offered, still sitting in his spot on the roof. "It was relationship advice, so it didn't make sense to me before, but it's starting to now. He said one day I would find myself in a tough conversation or an argument, but no matter what, I should never, ever offer my girlfriend an easy way out unless I meant it. Never point at the door. Because once I put that in the air, it started to be an option, and sooner or later, somebody would to get mad enough to walk through it."
Brian scratched the back of his head and stood up.
"So you don't have to tell me where the door is, or say how hard things might get for me if I stay here with you, even if you think it's for my own good. As far as I'm concerned, there is no door, not unless you put it there. And you're probably thinking, what the hell is this guy talking about? That's not what I meant." Brian laughed dryly, although it wasn't all that funny. "But that's what it sounded like... Like you were giving me a list of reasons why you're not the right girl. But you are."
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on 2013-11-02 12:56 am (UTC)Okay, he couldn't blame her for wanting to get out of an uncomfortable moment. It was a lot to take in, from his declaration of love to all the new information Valerie had put the table. He couldn't pretend to understand where the slayer was coming from, hers being an insanely unique situation, but she also needed time to understand where he was coming from in wanting to be with her anyway, no matter the odds.
Brian knew it was an atypical response. Most guys Brian's age didn't want the responsibility of a girl with a stomach flu, forget about an early expiration date. But he had been through that kind of grief already, and he had never regretted spending that time with his dad before he died. Grief didn't work like that. He just wished he could go back and spend more.
"There's this thing my dad used to say," he offered, still sitting in his spot on the roof. "It was relationship advice, so it didn't make sense to me before, but it's starting to now. He said one day I would find myself in a tough conversation or an argument, but no matter what, I should never, ever offer my girlfriend an easy way out unless I meant it. Never point at the door. Because once I put that in the air, it started to be an option, and sooner or later, somebody would to get mad enough to walk through it."
Brian scratched the back of his head and stood up.
"So you don't have to tell me where the door is, or say how hard things might get for me if I stay here with you, even if you think it's for my own good. As far as I'm concerned, there is no door, not unless you put it there. And you're probably thinking, what the hell is this guy talking about? That's not what I meant." Brian laughed dryly, although it wasn't all that funny. "But that's what it sounded like... Like you were giving me a list of reasons why you're not the right girl. But you are."