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hop. ([personal profile] forded) wrote 2017-10-27 03:48 pm (UTC)

[ He wonders, from time to time, if there's any way that this plays out happy. If there's any way that they'd end up together instead of inevitably going their own ways, torn apart by time and by circumstance. He doesn't really remember the last time he'd felt this way about anyone. Years and years of trying to block out any semblance of pain had left him aching and numb in turns, itself a product of some heartbreak and seeking to escape. But Nancy—

—she's untouched by any of that.
]

Oh, yeah?

[ He grins right back at her, catching a glimpse of her features as she rests her chin on his shoulder. (Christ, she's pretty.) It takes him just another moment to get the door unlocked, and he's swept her into his arms almost before the door's closed behind them, lifting her easily off her feet and twirling her around.

(He wonders, too, what kind of hell they'd catch — he'd catch, because guilt really only points one way — if word got out. If one of the kids put two and two together, if one of the boys at the station noticed something off in his behavior. None of them have caught on to anything just yet beyond a general note that he seems to have a little more focus, but that's been true since little Will disappeared, so it's let go almost as quickly as it's brought up.

And besides. It's love. Neither of them have said the word just yet — it's a frightening prospect — but even a man like Jim Hopper knows better than to try to deny it.)

He kisses her almost as soon as he sets her feet back down on the ground, laughing a little when he finally pulls back.
]

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