[ At least they're in sync on one thing: despite her internal crisis, she wants nothing more than for him to have this rest. She won't disturb it until she absolutely has to. She's lost count of how many times she's gotten the sense that he doesn't know how to rest. It's a shame it took resort fuckery to give him that small gift.
Her face turns back out to watch him again. She touches his cheek, keeping her hand in place this time. They're both caught up in dreams of different kinds. ]
Why couldn't you be the person I'm supposed to be with...?
[ He's throwing a wrench into all of her carefully-crafted plans. It's almost like she's back in her game, dealing with the same situation, only this time she actually cares about the one tossing the wrench. No matter how much she tries to rightfully force herself away...he yanks her back in somehow.
Just as always happens when the dissonance in her mind gets to be too much, her usual coping mechanism creeps in. Delusion slowly snakes out, a vine that chokes out any further rational thought. Maybe...she's been worried about this for no reason. In this moment, Soundwave can be the Player. Anything's possible, after all, if every pained step she's taken got her to this point. The Player...was lying in front of her, and always has been.
She smiles as her worries float away. Now, she can say whatever she wants, because these words were destined for the mech that'd searched far and wide for her. ]
Ahaha, sorry. I guess I'm being dramatic, huh? It's only right that I feel this way. We've been through so much together, haven't we? Besides, any relationship worth fighting for isn't meant to be easy.
[ With a contented noise, she slides her arms around him and brings their bodies together. His head settles on her shoulder, and while she intertwines their legs, she imagines they're comfortable and warm in her bed where they belong. She's always wanted to stare at the object of her affection for hours, after all. ]
You're everything I didn't expect, you know, especially after some of the things you've done. You're so grumpy and rude and not nearly as affectionate as I thought you'd be. Also? You're not even from Earth! Who knew I'd fall for an alien...
[ O-Oh. Whoops! She said the quiet part out loud. She laughs, then breathes out in relief. Finally! It's completely out, and it wasn't nearly as scary as she thought it'd be. Besides, she knows he feels the same way. They're already established that. It's fine! She can be at peace with what she's always felt. In this tiny moment of delusion, she can feel however she wants, say whatever she feels. ]
But I'm sure you already knew that. It didn't take long for me to realize how much we have in common, now that we've had time to get to know each other better. Sure, you don't talk a lot, but that means you're a good listener. And you're bad at showing your feelings, but that means we can learn how to be better about it together. We can learn how to fix our loneliness together. We can...
[ She kisses his forehead, holding him close as she whispers: ] We can love each other like we were meant to.
[ With that, she goes quiet, gently stroking his hair. And there they stay, surrounded by the flowers, long enough that she loses awareness of how much time has passed. She even falls asleep again herself a few times, so warm and comfortable with him at her side. By the time she's fully awake and has slipped out of her deluded state, the number of people around has decreased. He'll probably appreciate that, now that they have to return to reality together.
Monika leans back a little, lightly taking hold of his chin. If only she'd had the bravery to say those things to him when he could hear. If only she could allow herself to accept how she feels...
Her eyes close as she presses her forehead against his. Then, with a quick peck to his lips, she ends the dream completely, making them friends once again. ]
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Her face turns back out to watch him again. She touches his cheek, keeping her hand in place this time. They're both caught up in dreams of different kinds. ]
Why couldn't you be the person I'm supposed to be with...?
[ He's throwing a wrench into all of her carefully-crafted plans. It's almost like she's back in her game, dealing with the same situation, only this time she actually cares about the one tossing the wrench. No matter how much she tries to rightfully force herself away...he yanks her back in somehow.
Just as always happens when the dissonance in her mind gets to be too much, her usual coping mechanism creeps in. Delusion slowly snakes out, a vine that chokes out any further rational thought. Maybe...she's been worried about this for no reason. In this moment, Soundwave can be the Player. Anything's possible, after all, if every pained step she's taken got her to this point. The Player...was lying in front of her, and always has been.
She smiles as her worries float away. Now, she can say whatever she wants, because these words were destined for the mech that'd searched far and wide for her. ]
Ahaha, sorry. I guess I'm being dramatic, huh? It's only right that I feel this way. We've been through so much together, haven't we? Besides, any relationship worth fighting for isn't meant to be easy.
[ With a contented noise, she slides her arms around him and brings their bodies together. His head settles on her shoulder, and while she intertwines their legs, she imagines they're comfortable and warm in her bed where they belong. She's always wanted to stare at the object of her affection for hours, after all. ]
You're everything I didn't expect, you know, especially after some of the things you've done. You're so grumpy and rude and not nearly as affectionate as I thought you'd be. Also? You're not even from Earth! Who knew I'd fall for an alien...
[ O-Oh. Whoops! She said the quiet part out loud. She laughs, then breathes out in relief. Finally! It's completely out, and it wasn't nearly as scary as she thought it'd be. Besides, she knows he feels the same way. They're already established that. It's fine! She can be at peace with what she's always felt. In this tiny moment of delusion, she can feel however she wants, say whatever she feels. ]
But I'm sure you already knew that. It didn't take long for me to realize how much we have in common, now that we've had time to get to know each other better. Sure, you don't talk a lot, but that means you're a good listener. And you're bad at showing your feelings, but that means we can learn how to be better about it together. We can learn how to fix our loneliness together. We can...
[ She kisses his forehead, holding him close as she whispers: ] We can love each other like we were meant to.
[ With that, she goes quiet, gently stroking his hair. And there they stay, surrounded by the flowers, long enough that she loses awareness of how much time has passed. She even falls asleep again herself a few times, so warm and comfortable with him at her side. By the time she's fully awake and has slipped out of her deluded state, the number of people around has decreased. He'll probably appreciate that, now that they have to return to reality together.
Monika leans back a little, lightly taking hold of his chin. If only she'd had the bravery to say those things to him when he could hear. If only she could allow herself to accept how she feels...
Her eyes close as she presses her forehead against his. Then, with a quick peck to his lips, she ends the dream completely, making them friends once again. ]