[While Diego looked handsome with a smile on his face, a smirk seemed to suit him more. It didn't bother Rey to know she was easy to read. Ben always told her she needed to work on her poker face, and Diego was unknowingly reinforcing the idea.]
One of my faults, I guess. [She replied back with a soft shrug. At least she was able to hide her emotions when she was working. Throwing herself into computer code was easy to do. A way for her to remove herself from the world and focus on the task at hand. Other things, she could compartmentalize and deal with later...assuming she ever dared to open that box.
But, she did have more faults than Rey cared to list. More baggage than she wanted to talk about--with Diego and her therapist. Yet...she wasn't opposed to opening up more to the other. He seemed to know better than most (and maybe better than Ben) than the fears and insecurities she carried. On the surface, it seemed like their baggage complimented each other. It seemed like it could work--whether it be a friendship or something more.
First, they would have to get through the coffee date, and Rey hoped in sharing her loss that it wouldn't make Diego run. Maybe his ex was still alive. Maybe Rey was overthinking things again. She was prepared to apologize for oversharing when Diego spoke up. He apologize first, making Rey look confused for a moment. Another tear was pricking the corner of her eye--
Fuck, he thought he was a jackass? Who told you? That's a damn lie. Rey shook her head at him, wiping away the tear in her eye.]
No, you shouldn't be apologizing. I'm...I'm sorry. [Her smile turned weak.] I wouldn't want anyone to go through that, you know? [Losing someone so close to them. Someone they saw a future with.
Her brown eyes looked into Diego's, seeing the soft and timid look he had. She was tempted to reach across the table, to rest her hand on his and provide comfort. Would that be too forward? Probably.]
You're not grouchy...at least from how you came across online and now. [But, that could be just a farce. A mask he wore in order to protect himself. It was a possibility that all of it was a lie, a rouse to meet others...but from Rey sat, it seemed to be the truth. He was being honest with her, and that's all she could hope for.]
Diego... [Rey leaned forward, extending her hand out a little. Her palm faced down. If he wanted to reach out, he could.] I'm not comparing you to Ben. You're both different--when I first met Ben, I came close to biting his head off. [Because they nearly got into a heated argument and she was prepared to verbally check him...
Or deck him. Thankfully Poe got between them at the time.]
Meeting you though? It's going a lot better than I would've thought. [Rey told him sincerely. She paused for a moment, chewing the inside of her cheek again before asking:] If...you'd like, we could do this again? [Meet up, share coffee and talk? Of course, her brain got the better of her and she had to clarify further.] It doesn't have to be a date--that is, we don't have to date. There's no pressure to date or be friends. I... [Deep breath, Rey.] I'm over thinking again, I'm so sorry.
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Date: 2024-10-11 03:01 pm (UTC)One of my faults, I guess. [She replied back with a soft shrug. At least she was able to hide her emotions when she was working. Throwing herself into computer code was easy to do. A way for her to remove herself from the world and focus on the task at hand. Other things, she could compartmentalize and deal with later...assuming she ever dared to open that box.
But, she did have more faults than Rey cared to list. More baggage than she wanted to talk about--with Diego and her therapist. Yet...she wasn't opposed to opening up more to the other. He seemed to know better than most (and maybe better than Ben) than the fears and insecurities she carried. On the surface, it seemed like their baggage complimented each other. It seemed like it could work--whether it be a friendship or something more.
First, they would have to get through the coffee date, and Rey hoped in sharing her loss that it wouldn't make Diego run. Maybe his ex was still alive. Maybe Rey was overthinking things again. She was prepared to apologize for oversharing when Diego spoke up. He apologize first, making Rey look confused for a moment. Another tear was pricking the corner of her eye--
Fuck, he thought he was a jackass? Who told you? That's a damn lie. Rey shook her head at him, wiping away the tear in her eye.]
No, you shouldn't be apologizing. I'm...I'm sorry. [Her smile turned weak.] I wouldn't want anyone to go through that, you know? [Losing someone so close to them. Someone they saw a future with.
Her brown eyes looked into Diego's, seeing the soft and timid look he had. She was tempted to reach across the table, to rest her hand on his and provide comfort. Would that be too forward? Probably.]
You're not grouchy...at least from how you came across online and now. [But, that could be just a farce. A mask he wore in order to protect himself. It was a possibility that all of it was a lie, a rouse to meet others...but from Rey sat, it seemed to be the truth. He was being honest with her, and that's all she could hope for.]
Diego... [Rey leaned forward, extending her hand out a little. Her palm faced down. If he wanted to reach out, he could.] I'm not comparing you to Ben. You're both different--when I first met Ben, I came close to biting his head off. [Because they nearly got into a heated argument and she was prepared to verbally check him...
Or deck him. Thankfully Poe got between them at the time.]
Meeting you though? It's going a lot better than I would've thought. [Rey told him sincerely. She paused for a moment, chewing the inside of her cheek again before asking:] If...you'd like, we could do this again? [Meet up, share coffee and talk? Of course, her brain got the better of her and she had to clarify further.] It doesn't have to be a date--that is, we don't have to date. There's no pressure to date or be friends. I... [Deep breath, Rey.] I'm over thinking again, I'm so sorry.