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Quinn bit the inside of their lip. Of course they knew that not everyone would just...welcome them back into their lives with open arms. That them leaving and coming back without warning was horrible and jarring. But they couldn't help the situations they were forced into, and they couldn't change the decisions they made in the past.
But at least now they knew Atlas remembered. The way he reacted to the ladybug. What he said to them. And that was something. Progress. Quinn took a second, listening to what he said. And they knew, in some way, he was right. It wasn't fair to him to do this. But they shook their head, turning their entire body towards him. "I don't care." They wiped a tear from their eye. "I spent years thinking about you, wishing that I had never left. And hating my parents for sending me away—hating myself for how it happened, what that must have felt like for you. For everyone." Their lip quivered and they looked down into their lap. This wasn't something they'd said to anyone before, that they'd held onto for years in their head. And, of course, Atlas was the one who they thought to tell.
"So I don't care if I don't get to do this," they started again, their voice shaking but with clear determination, "You can push me away, you can hate me, fine. But I won't stop trying. I can't—" Their voice broke, and they needed to take a deep breath. Their hands were wringing in their lap. "I can't lose you again. You're too important to me." They looked at Atlas with so much hope, so much reverence, they wished he would just open up. "Shout at me, scream at me, hit me if you need to, just...please, just talk to me. I miss you." Quinn was willing to beg at this point. They'd spent too long wishing that one day this would happen to let the moment pass them by. They didn't care what their relationship looked like as long as they had one...just as long as they could talk. |