"Diego. Baby. No. You've been here for what, two months? Three? You've barely acclimated to what the world's done around you. You expect to just pick up new shit because you're an adult?" She gave him a look. It was full of all the sass she could muster. "There's people that are born and raised in this world that have no idea what the hell they're doing. You are... god. So much more than you think you are, and I wish whatever shitty, bitchy part of your past that sticks to you was physical so I could beat the shit out of it."
He slumped and she hated that. She leaned in and she kissed him, because his pain made her rabid with the need to make it go away. "Us, Diego. We. Mr and Mrs. Everything I have is yours. Always. And when you get things, they'll be ours too. That's the whole point of being a couple. And we're not just a couple. We're soulmates. I am so proud of you. You've landed here and instead of crawling into a ditch and crying about woe is you, you put on your ridiculous panty-mask and ran around trying to help people. What's not to be proud of?"
She cupped his face with her hands, looking deeply into eyes that melted her. "We've had a whole lifetime of being here to figure our shit out. Me, Luke. Hell, Danny beat up a dragon in Tibet and the only reason he's doing so good now is because his parents were richy riches and he came back to a fucking fortune. You think he runs Rand Enterprises? There's a whole hive of worker bees that do things he doesn't have a clue about, all necessary to keep his money coming in. He's smart enough to step back and let them. We just need to find your niche, babe. There's one. There's more than one. But you're acting like we're on a timetable. We have forever. There is no rush. I'm never getting rid of you. Even if you get depression and camp out on the couch. I'll either cuddle with you or boot you in the ass if you need it. Because there is no happiness for me without you."
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He slumped and she hated that. She leaned in and she kissed him, because his pain made her rabid with the need to make it go away. "Us, Diego. We. Mr and Mrs. Everything I have is yours. Always. And when you get things, they'll be ours too. That's the whole point of being a couple. And we're not just a couple. We're soulmates. I am so proud of you. You've landed here and instead of crawling into a ditch and crying about woe is you, you put on your ridiculous panty-mask and ran around trying to help people. What's not to be proud of?"
She cupped his face with her hands, looking deeply into eyes that melted her. "We've had a whole lifetime of being here to figure our shit out. Me, Luke. Hell, Danny beat up a dragon in Tibet and the only reason he's doing so good now is because his parents were richy riches and he came back to a fucking fortune. You think he runs Rand Enterprises? There's a whole hive of worker bees that do things he doesn't have a clue about, all necessary to keep his money coming in. He's smart enough to step back and let them. We just need to find your niche, babe. There's one. There's more than one. But you're acting like we're on a timetable. We have forever. There is no rush. I'm never getting rid of you. Even if you get depression and camp out on the couch. I'll either cuddle with you or boot you in the ass if you need it. Because there is no happiness for me without you."