Fics like but when I've been my most ugly (I hate the way you love me).

Paris just stops, quiet, to watch her; she realized, now, her previously anxious mind had stilled and her headache had dissipated. She watches every move and twitch over her face, the low lamp of the overhead bulb occasionally hitting the baby blues, lighting them up. A warmth fills her chest, and her throat suddenly tightens. “..I don’t deserve you you know.” “Stop saying that.” Rory replies, still busying herself. “Why? Because it’s true?” “Because I hate it.” Rory turns her head, locking their eyes. The usual cheer has left, oddly serious. It makes Paris duck her head, kicking up imaginary dust. “Doesn’t mean it’s not true..” She mutters to the tile beneath her “I mean, I hate that there’s a huge number of men over women in our senate, but it doesn’t mean it’s not true..”

Fics like but when I've been my most ugly (I hate the way you love me).

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