tigriswolf | Understanding - DA fic

Title: Understanding
Fandom: "Dark Angel"
Disclaimer: not my characters. just for fun.
Warnings: spoilers for "The Berrisford Agenda"
Pairings: Alec/Rachel
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 260
Point of view: third

She doesn’t really understand him. He’s gorgeous and kind and funny and, god, his voice… and he plays better than any teacher she’s ever had.

But sometimes, there’s a… a tightness about him, like something’s on his mind. His face closes off and she’s almost nervous to interrupt him, because she honestly doesn’t know how he’ll react. And the way he moves, all liquid and smooth—not like any guy she’s seen before.

He’s sweet and gentle with her, almost as if he’s afraid to grip too hard. He kisses tentatively, always like it’s the first time. He looks at her like she’s a goddess, a dream, and if he looks away she’ll be gone.

And she loves it, she does, but it doesn’t make sense. He should be… she doesn’t know, but she knows he should be. With his looks, his skills… but, when they kissed that first time, in the pool, he’d seemed… innocent. In a way no guy of almost twenty should be, but he was, and a part of her loved that, too.

She doesn’t understand him, but she knows that she likes him, that she could be loving him, and his eyes are steadily growing less guarded. His face doesn’t close off so often and his smile is more open, freer, more… joyful.

She doesn’t know how long he’ll stay, or where he’s from, or where he’s going one day—and she knows eventually, he’ll go far.

Maybe, she thinks, wrapping her arms around him and smiling into his chest, she’ll be able to go with him.