She said it first. If she says it first, then he's allowed to say it, too - to acknowledge the elephant in the room, sitting there on the bed with them.
Mulder squeezes her hand lightly, letting himself focus in on what it feels like when her fingers lace his. He wants to remember this forever: the slant of the light, the scent of their bed, the sense of her skin resting against his. A little smile, mostly in the eyes, as he looks at her. "I did, too."
She can't blame him for being a little cautious. Recklessness has always come more easily to Mulder; she knows what it means that he's making the effort not to scare her off, here and now. But she's not so easy to spook. She's always been the one to scare herself off.
Maybe in a perfect world, he'll never have to remember this. Maybe it won't be relegated to a fond past, a lost treasure. Perhaps they can take better care of themselves, this time, and of each other.
"Five minutes more," she breathes, reluctant to think of ever moving but liking the small commitment. Five minutes from now, she'll be here, and an hour for now she'll be with him; and maybe a day, a week, three months. "Then... pizza and a movie?"
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Mulder squeezes her hand lightly, letting himself focus in on what it feels like when her fingers lace his. He wants to remember this forever: the slant of the light, the scent of their bed, the sense of her skin resting against his. A little smile, mostly in the eyes, as he looks at her. "I did, too."
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Maybe in a perfect world, he'll never have to remember this. Maybe it won't be relegated to a fond past, a lost treasure. Perhaps they can take better care of themselves, this time, and of each other.
"Five minutes more," she breathes, reluctant to think of ever moving but liking the small commitment. Five minutes from now, she'll be here, and an hour for now she'll be with him; and maybe a day, a week, three months. "Then... pizza and a movie?"