almostvirginia

He’d found a man who was excellent in the kitchen, even better in bed, and got his endearments from Star Trek; how had this become his life?

Listen, I uh, probably should have done this a while ago, but—I don’t want to see him that sad ever again, okay? Don’t hurt him.”

Charlie stared at her in disbelief, then burst out laughing. “Oh my god, is this The Talk? Are you threatening me?”

“Hey! I build robots, remember? I’ll sic my android army on your ass.”

He could barely speak through his laughter, but finally he got himself together enough to get a few words out. “Maru,” he managed, wiping his eyes, “I’m glad he has you for a friend.” He rested his hand over hers on the bar, smiling. “You don’t have anything to worry about, okay? I’m crazy about him. I’ve never been so happy in my life.”

Nobody has ever treated me like you do. And I don’t need my dinners to come with a Michelin star, as long as they’re with you.”

It was just that he’d forgotten how it felt to have something to lose.

he didn’t have to be loved in spite of who he was. He could be loved for who he was.

“That’s never going to happen again, darlin’. I’d die before I’d hurt you. I swear.”

I’m gonna spend the rest of my life making you believe it.”

He supposed it must’ve been worse for Harvey, sitting in his old apartment and wondering if Charlie was ever coming back. In truth, there never had been any real question for Charlie, once he'd gotten over his bruised feelings. He'd known right away that he still wanted to be with Harvey; after another four hours, he'd realized he wanted to be with him forever.

Charlie felt a pang in his chest. He sometimes wondered why none of the people he loved seemed capable of loving themselves. Maybe he had a type.

Harvey sighed, pressing a hand to his heart. “I’m sorry. It’s cruel of me to flaunt my happiness in front of you,” he intoned. “You know you’re the other love of my life.”