Tell Me You Don't Want This Too (Karen/Frank)
Kastle + tell me you don't want this too
He’s just here to keep her safe, to keep her warm in this drafty safe house, wrapping his arms around her out necessity, not desire.
That’s the lie he tells himself.
When she wakes in the night, all soft and vulnerable in his arms it’s hard not to react to the way she presses her lips against his, the way she breathes softly into his skin, asking a question with no good answer.
“Tell me you don’t want this Frank, tell me you don’t feel it.”
He’d promised to never lie to her, to never give her reason to doubt him, but there’s no way he can walk down this path, and his voice softly echoes off the walls, “I can’t feel anything, not anymore.”
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