Feeling the impossible

Talk?Really?

Shaw's POV

Kissing Root.Im..Kissing her.

That rang through my mind over and over. Yes I know I said Root was the one thinking too much and now here I was doing just that as well.

"W-wait" I stammered breathless, pushing her away firmly, breaking our kiss.

Upon seeing the flash of uncertainty in Root's eyes, I quickly clarified. "No it's nothing bad, I just-". I paused, sighing deeply. "Can't believe I'm the one about to say this but-" I mumble, looking away from her large brown eyes for a moment. "I think we should talk about it first you know? Just be clear. "

An expression of concern turned amused, back to confused "Like define what this is? Talk? Really? Well I never pegged you as the type." She winked, knowing it would infuriate me.

"No" I growled defensively before softening up "Just, to talk about what happened earlier. From the moment of that bastard to... " My eyes darted to her arm. She glanced down and reflexively moved her other arm over to cover it up. 

My hand reached out and grabbed her to stop her.

"Root" 

She refused to look at me.

"Root.. Just.. be okay and stuff. I need to know." I strung out bumpily, gradually softer.

She turned and studied me." I am Shaw, I'm not just using you to-"

"I know."

We stared at each other defensively.

Sighing I said "Look, as much as i love to act first , think later and talk never" earning a small chuckle from her "we should talk Root. Just. Okay?" I asked a little roughly. No, touchiness was never my strong suit.

I held her gaze till she sighed in defeat and nodded reluctantly.

"Okay", said she.