going insane right now, like: imagine you’re kaz brekker, and you haven’t held anyone’s hand since you were 9 years old.
but you meet a girl whose laughter you wish you could bottle and get drunk on, a girl who makes you believe there’s still magic in the world. you watch as your friends reach out and pull her close and you want to too. you want to. and she wants you with your armor down, but you’re also scared to drown, and the last person whose hand you willing held was your brother’s, and that was a lifetime of tragedy ago.
you lose this girl who wants you without your armor. you get her back. you finally tell her what she means to you out loud. cons are run and empires fall and vengeance is had. then, one day, you are standing by the harbour with her. and you give her her parents back and a ship to pursue justice. and even when you think she already has everything she could possibly want in the world now, she still wants you. so, for the first time in many, many years, you reach out and take someone’s hand. you take her hand, and stare out at the sea, and listen as she asks you to come and meet her parents.
you’re kaz brekker, and you’re willingly holding hands, skin against skin, for the very first time since you were 9 years old. and all you can do is ask the love of your life if your tie is straight.