request: Ransom x reader where the thinks he hates them but in reality he doesn't want to hurt them so keeps hidden from them? Reader maybe confronts him eventually or Ransom just blurts it out randomly to them?
pairing: ransom drysdale x fem!reader
word count: 391
warnings?: not proofread
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"I don't hate you," Ransom said, his brows furrowing together. "What the hell are you talking about?"
He didn't understand. Sure, he never spent much time around you, but that didn't mean he didn't like you, or that he hated you. In fact, it was quite the opposite. You were, perhaps, the only person he cared about, save for himself. And that was exactly why he couldn't allow himself to be around you.
"Because you literally run the other way every time I see you," you said.
Ransom looked down, running over the things that he could say to make this better. To convince you that he didn't hate you. But nothing would work the way he wanted it to. So, instead, he found himself saying nothing.
"It's alright if you do," you said. "I just wish you would be honest."
"I don't hate you," he insisted. He couldn't stop himself from saying, "I feel the opposite."
You titled your head to the side.
"I-I don't know what it is, but...I like being around you. I look forward to seeing you. I enjoy your presence. And that is why I can't be around you."
"I don't understand."
"You know how my family is. How they treat each other. As much as I want to, I know that I could never let you be around that. You deserve better."
"And what about what I want?"
Now he was the one who was confused. "I don't understand."
"Have you ever considered that, perhaps, I want to be around you as much as you want to be around me?" You stepped forward, closing the gap between the two of you. "Maybe I'm wiling to deal with your family every once in a while. You don't even see them that much anyways. So would why I have to in your little hypothetical?"
Ransom swallowed hard. "Does that mean, if I ask you on a date, you would say yes?"
"Maybe. But you're gonna have to sweep me off my feet before I say yes, since you made me wait this long." You pat his chest, before turning to leave. "Can't wait to see what you come up with."
"You're gonna be the death of me," he said, watching as you walked away. "And I am going to enjoy every last second of it."
