Honestly, Hayley had begun to be despairing that he was ever going to make a move, even after that kiss in the nursery. But then...she'd died and Hope had almost died and they'd been grieving, all of them. It made this, thinking of it even, seem like an awful thing to do. Like, what kind of mother was she if she was thinking about sex after giving her baby away (even for her own safety)?
But there was comfort, too, and sometimes you had to reach out for that, to hold on to the people that mattered, and she really, really needed to wrap herself up in someone, to feel like the world would be okay again. And he was the someone she wanted for that.
With a soft sound, she slid her arms more around him, pressing herself against his chest as he held her and kissed him like she'd wanted to for months, not holding anything of herself back.
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2014-07-15 19:33 (UTC)But there was comfort, too, and sometimes you had to reach out for that, to hold on to the people that mattered, and she really, really needed to wrap herself up in someone, to feel like the world would be okay again. And he was the someone she wanted for that.
With a soft sound, she slid her arms more around him, pressing herself against his chest as he held her and kissed him like she'd wanted to for months, not holding anything of herself back.