[ there's silence, at that, and he stares at her with his breath held a little, before eventually; ]
... I like you.
[ and maybe he wouldn't say it outright on any other week but this one, when he's not fully certain he knows how he likes her, or more importantly if he should (if it's real? doesn't he get a say in that?), but. but she's asking for some kind of confirmation. the same way she'd wanted to know where they stood back then. and he thinks maybe he owes her this much, after everything. ]
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... I like you.
[ and maybe he wouldn't say it outright on any other week but this one, when he's not fully certain he knows how he likes her, or more importantly if he should (if it's real? doesn't he get a say in that?), but. but she's asking for some kind of confirmation. the same way she'd wanted to know where they stood back then. and he thinks maybe he owes her this much, after everything. ]