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michael corner is reluctantly growing up ([info]mlcorner) wrote in [info]pandorarpg,
"Oh for fuck's sake, Lavender! That's what you think this is?" He couldn't believe that he hadn't figured it out sooner, but he should have known by what she had said just a few minutes earlier. But then again, he was too hung up on those other words to have really listened to the rest of it, so that's why they were here to begin with. He threw his hands in the air automatically, but immediately regretted the action because his hand stung violently as he stretched it and blood was flinging around and landing on his things. "Shite!" He grabbed it again and looked around for something to wrap it in and when he came up short he yanked his t-shirt over his head and wrapped it around the bleeding hand.

"God, Lavender, I can't even believe this! You think I am offended that you have feelings for me? How does that even make any sense? Why would I continually tell you how much I care about you and then not like it that you feel the same way? That's bloody mental!" And okay, the way he acted about this whole relationship thing was completely mental, but he didn't really need to go into that right then. "I mean, you said that you actually believe me when I tell you that you're beautiful and strong and worth just as much as anyone else - do you think I'm just making that shite up? I don't lie about this sort of stuff, okay? I believe every sodding word I tell you and yes it absolutely freaks me out when you say those words and it totally freaks me out that I could possibly feel it myself but I am in no way offended by it! It just freaks me out. To talk about it. And think about it."

Michael moved toward her, which may or may not have been a dangerous thing to do then but he had a point to make. "And I'm not going to let you leave this flat at half eleven in your sodding pyjamas when you're half hysterical and cross with me over something that is completely illogical." So Michael decided that he should just kiss her as it seemed logical enough to him at this point, even though for any other person in said situation it couldn't be any further from a rational decision. Michael had never really been a rational decision maker though and he thought that maybe this might be the best way of shutting her up and also his hand really hurt.


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