missromanova: (natasha73)
missromanova ([personal profile] missromanova) wrote in [personal profile] moodshifter 2017-02-27 03:21 am (UTC)

Her eyes flicker to his hand when she sees his fingers move, and Natasha is already realizing that everything he does is purposeful. She can't help but wonder if he wants to touch her again, and for some reason that's strange to Natasha. Men want to touch her; men always want to touch her, but Jasper is different. He avoids her as if she's filled with a plague, and yet right now in this moment he stares at her as if he wants to get closer, and not from hunger. There's something in his eyes... but it's not hunger.

He falters and that's his mistake. Natasha picks up on it immediately, he's not lying but he's hiding something and she stares at him with suspicion that's evident enough on her face where he doesn't have to feel it coming off of her. "...You want me to come with you?" He's smiling, and that's rare too. "I can't." She says it before she really thinks about it, her eyes searching around the house now as if she's looking for the reason that prompted the immediate denial. Natasha doesn't run away with people, she's alone. That's how she's supposed to be.

Yet she has nothing to go back to. This time she has no agency to join and no partner to check on. She's reminded of her lack of purpose yet again and when she looks back at Jasper it's with a look that's almost unrecognizable to her. It doesn't seem to fit her face with how rare it is, and yet she looks hopeful; she feels it, and she hates that.

"How am I supposed to go back with you? I'm human, and - you're already struggling, won't your family have a hard time being around me? With what I am?"

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