[Hakkai's righteous indignation runs out all at once like water, leaving him fragile, featherlight. He closes his mismatched eyes.]
I mean I don't know how you can love me when you can't stand me.
[Because that's how it always seems to go, isn't it? They can be around each other if they keep it light, if they don't talk about their feelings, or their friends, or their needs, and every time any of those things comes up--
Love doesn't come out of nowhere, Hakkai thinks. Whatever could be built on a foundation as rotten as this, he can't believe it's love.]
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I mean I don't know how you can love me when you can't stand me.
[Because that's how it always seems to go, isn't it? They can be around each other if they keep it light, if they don't talk about their feelings, or their friends, or their needs, and every time any of those things comes up--
Love doesn't come out of nowhere, Hakkai thinks. Whatever could be built on a foundation as rotten as this, he can't believe it's love.]