I Want Reid To Wear Glasses But We Already Have A Cutie Patootie Guy In A Suit That Wears Glasses

i want reid to wear glasses but we already have a cutie patootie guy in a suit that wears glasses

one sided ozecavette peak and here's why

yvette is so observant (it's the anxiety) she can read the exhaustion in someone's posture. the faraway look when someone looks through you, not at you. it reminds her of the prime minister and it makes her heart beat. beyond that,

those vulnerable moments spent with someone in close quarters. showing someone your back. reminders to eat. smiles so soft and understanding that the outcome was unavoidable no matter the origin. ivetta, your smile you only reserve for one person, but you showed that precious thing to me, a tool, why? with nothing behind it, how? how long can an act continue before it becomes reality?

lies about your past. your future. our future. then there are the truths you don't bother to hide. the early mornings, the smell of smoke, two fingers on your temple. you are capable of being honest, and you are capable of being gentle. even if your softness was a lie, you were soft. something within you caged and reserved extended its emaciated arm without knowing the resounding implications of its awakening

the delusion. alluding to the idea of being something more. freedom from your burden. a different path from the one you've chosen. hope that's so real to yvette, as if she could make one leave behind what you've already given up your life to: you've been a dead man walking, but when you look at her eyes she sees something else, something imaginary but so real, like a funhouse reflection, twisted, yet strikingly recognizable at parts

yvette being someone so insignificant to everyone in her life but making them acknowledge things they've never considered before, always on accident. that kind of effect no one else can achieve because she'd gone unnoticed until she'd already nested under your skin. i have nothing nothing to fear but you disturb me. your kindness is a twisted interpretation of who you think i am. you're like a sun that's too bright on a day that's too cold.

tldr: the trope where you see a typically cold character show hidden kindness or a strong character showing their tired side to an animal but it's yvette (not an animal, just bnuy coded¹) and she's like that shit was real yo and ozeca is like uhh. (but some of it might've unfortunately been real, or at least a 1 to 1 reflection of how she is when she's being real.) them mutually bringing out the best in each other in the worst of situations with absolutely ZERO synergy it's awesome

I Want Reid To Wear Glasses But We Already Have A Cutie Patootie Guy In A Suit That Wears Glasses

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