Fifth floor common room, Monday evening

[nadiathesaint]

It was too cold and windy out for Nadia to want to go any where near the roof, so she was crashed out on her back on the common room couch, her guitar balanced on her stomach as she plucked out a tune, her amp turned way down so she wouldn't be disturbing anyone else.

She was singing quietly enough for it to barely count as singing, not paying much attention to the words, just trying to get the guitar right.

It'd been awhile since she'd listened to Counting Crows, and she couldn't help remembering the last time she'd performed one of their songs, almost a year ago. Two, depending on who you asked. . . .

Thus she played, singing softly, and stared up at the ceiling, reminiscing.

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[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Realizing his fingers had gone still while he waited, Walter began to stroke her hair again. "Really."

[nadiathesaint]

That was . . . kind of a lot to wrap her brain around.

Usually, guys would say it by, like, their second date, and it was easy for Nadia to just blow it off as romantic bullshit but Walter . . . .

He knew how she felt about the whole thing. And if he was--well, he wasn't saying it out right, but he was saying it, wasn't he?--then he had to mean it.

It blew her mind.

". . . Wow."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Wow wasn't such a bad response. Better than beating him with the guitar. He smiled down at her and didn't say anything.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia blinked up at him. "You know I can't--that I--" It didn't seem fair, that she couldn't say the same thing back. Not in English, not when she had to be right here to face up to it later if--when--if it all fell apart. ". . . you know how I feel," she said finally, hoping that he'd figure out what she meant.

. . . And every time she sneezes I believe it's love
And oh lord.... I'm not ready for this sort of thing.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I know." She'd already said it. "I just, you know.... I knew and you didn't."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia nodded slowly, still looking up at him thoughtfully. "Hey," she said at length. "Come here so I can kiss you already."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I can do that." Like a contortionist, with her head on his leg, but that was hardly a reason not to follow orders.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia was even willing to sit up, slightly, so he didn't have to bend himself over too far.

It was easier to forget about the other people he'd said he'd loved when she had her lips against his.

Screw them, though. Ex-boyfriends, even vampiric ones. They weren't here, now. She was.

She won.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

He'd waited quite some time for this. Enough time to think about it, brood about it, cogitate, contemplate, and consider.

He wasn't thinking about anyone else while he kissed her, though.

[nadiathesaint]

After awhile, Nadia's stomach muscles started to protest, and she lowered herself rather reluctantly back to lying down. "I'm thinking we need to take over 507, tonight."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Moving into two four six and keeping 507 was the second best idea ever. Taking it over tonight is the best idea ever." Yes, he was smiling doofily. Yes, he was feeling more than a little marshmallow-y. He thought he could give himself an evening for it.

[nadiathesaint]

It always made her feel good that she could get Walter to smile like that. "We're just that awesome."