#ThursThreads, week 334

“I just need another week.”

“You said that last week. And the week before.”

“And I’m going to keep saying it until I’m ready to say something different.” He sighed and fixed me with a withering glare. “You know that the other option is that I just tell you to go fuck yourself, right? Don’t rush me, and you can hold out hope. Rush me, and I’m out.”

“Okay, okay. I just can’t wait forever, you know.”

“Of course I know. We’re only in this mess because of you and your impulsiveness, but don’t treat me as if I’m an idiot. I know the time constraints, I know why there are time constraints, and I will let you know when there’s something to know.” We sat there in heated silence for twenty, thirty seconds. I fought the whole time to keep my mouth from betraying me again. “And, frankly, if I never let you know, and too much time passes, then you’ll know. You want this more than I do, so you’ll just have to goddamned wait for me.”

This time, I couldn’t stop myself. “That’s not fair, and you know it!”

“Of course it’s not fair. It wasn’t fair when you got us into this mess. It wasn’t fair that I wasn’t given a choice as to whether I had to deal with this shit. So boo-fuckin-hoo.”

I took a deep breath. “Just the one more week, then?”

He smiled, wickedly. “As far as you know.”

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