[ She could really do with less of his speeches. They're annoying. This one just happened to also hit its mark, which kind of makes it more annoying. When Steve rushes to her, she does flinch backwards a little, surprised by the movement, as though he's the more dangerous one of the two of them. It all happens so fast-- his hand taking hers, the space between them closing, his arms wrapping around her... Susie honestly just freezes up, not resisting less because she initially accepts his comforting, and more because she simply doesn't know how to respond. It's not really even until he actually speaks to her, murmuring soothingly into her ear while he holds her tight, that the tension in her smaller frame begins to melt away.
She still doesn't answer Steve, but she does press her face into his chest, her breathing harsh as she squeezes her eyes shut fiercely and her fingers clinging to his clothes. A sort of acceptance, even if Susie can't say the words herself. Maybe she's just tired of fighting. She doesn't know why she lets him in like this. Steve's directness with his feelings and in how he goes about getting what he wants is a whole new problem she's never faced before, far more used to much blurrier communication. Maybe he just blindsided her with his blunt honesty. ]
[ He's never not been great at delivering a speech, capturing his audience, speaking from the heart, and motivating people to shoot the winning shot. It's kind of his thing, and it didn't fail here. And he's glad, because even though he's in his element with that, there's still the ever present risk that one wrong word gets him killed. But he sees that good in her, and he'll take a chance on that. Every. God. Damn. Time. Because that's what good guys do, and Steve is one of the best.
He's got some height on her, maybe 7 inches? So when she nuzzles into him, fingers digging into his shirt, eyes drying themselves on the fabric against his chest, he just rests his chin on top of her head, letting her take in the moment and recover, obviously unsure of the situation and how she feels about it. It's....comfortable, nice even. Like he fits right into her, like he was here meant to do this, meant to bridge the gap between them. He has no idea it was his directness that earned her trust, but he's always been direct, to a fault. Hopefully this time doesn't bite him in the ass, but it seems like it's working for now.
He takes in the moment as well, wrapping his arms tightly around her,continuing to rest his head lightly on hers, his breathing slow and calm while he waits for her to process, react. to all of this.]
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She still doesn't answer Steve, but she does press her face into his chest, her breathing harsh as she squeezes her eyes shut fiercely and her fingers clinging to his clothes. A sort of acceptance, even if Susie can't say the words herself. Maybe she's just tired of fighting. She doesn't know why she lets him in like this. Steve's directness with his feelings and in how he goes about getting what he wants is a whole new problem she's never faced before, far more used to much blurrier communication. Maybe he just blindsided her with his blunt honesty. ]
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He's got some height on her, maybe 7 inches? So when she nuzzles into him, fingers digging into his shirt, eyes drying themselves on the fabric against his chest, he just rests his chin on top of her head, letting her take in the moment and recover, obviously unsure of the situation and how she feels about it. It's....comfortable, nice even. Like he fits right into her, like he was here meant to do this, meant to bridge the gap between them. He has no idea it was his directness that earned her trust, but he's always been direct, to a fault. Hopefully this time doesn't bite him in the ass, but it seems like it's working for now.
He takes in the moment as well, wrapping his arms tightly around her,continuing to rest his head lightly on hers, his breathing slow and calm while he waits for her to process, react. to all of this.]