sweetcandygirl | Rogues of a Color Hang Out Together

Amelia smiles brightly as she reads Harley's message, her cheeks flushing a light pink as she types up a reply.

Of course. I'll be there soon.

It's easy for the rogue to pick Harley out of the other Nexus denizens in the cafe, and the bright dress only helps that. She smiles as she walks over and takes a seat at her friend's table, dressed in her usual style of clothes, these a rich forest green and trimmed with silver embroidery.

"It's good to see you, Harley," she says brightly. "Have you ordered something yet? Or can I get you something when I order?"

"Not yet. I wanted to wait for you." Harley grins.

"A fruit smoothie would be great. And a cinnamon bun."

"I'm on it." Her lips tug into a smirk briefly, and then she stands and heads to the counter. She grabs Harley's order as well as a black coffee and a strawberry filled pastry for herself, then makes her way back to the table a couple of minutes later. The coffee is a little warm still, so she starts by picking at her pastry slowly.

"How are you doing today? You look very well." She doesn't expect that Harley's over everything that happened on her world, but it doesn't appear to be weighing on her quite the way it was before. Amelia's grateful to see that much. A beat as she takes a moment to nibble a small piece of her pastry. "Any special occasion for today's coffee adventure?" she asks, curious.

"I am a little better." Harley answer truthfully. She takes her drink, taking a long sip through the straw.

"I just wanted some one-on-one time with you. I felt there were still things that were left... unanswered."

Harley's answer doesn't quite make sense to Amelia and she can't help but wonder if she missed something during her time with Harley and Majima that would explain it. Best to ask.

"Unanswered?" she repeats, an eyebrow raising in question. "What do you mean by that?"

"You don't have any questions about anything that happened?" Cue a surprised look from Harley. Was she on the wrong path here?

"Oh." She didn't expect Harley to ask if she was okay with everything that happened while they were helping out her friends. It's an unusual request and it takes her a minute to collect her thoughts enough to answer.

"I'm not certain where to begin," she says slowly, a frown playing at her lips. "There was everything that happened on the jet and then whatever happened to you and Majima after you disappeared into the jungle when the factory was destroyed..." She takes pauses, taking a sip of coffee to give herself an extra moment to think. There are a lot more things on her mind about that trip than she realized, so she decides to start with something easy. "What happened with you two in the factory that had you out in the jungle?"

"Pamela took me into the jungle when things got bad. By force..." Harley explains. "She thought it would keep me safe."

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Her eyes widen at the confession. "Did she hurt you? Either of you?" A beat as she sets aside her coffee to offer her hand to Harley, should the other woman want to take it. "I'm so sorry Harley. From everything you said about her... I never would have thought she'd do something like that to you."

"She slapped me. And she threatened to mind control Goro." Harley is now calling the man by his first name.

Harley reaches out to take the offered hand.

"Neither did I."

She's never heard Majima's first name before, so it takes her a moment to realize that's who Harley is talking about. The impact of calling him by his first name doesn't dawn on the rogue at all. She gives Harley's hand a gentle squeeze and offers a small smile.

"I'm sorry she did that, but I'm also glad she didn't do more. I might've done something stupid to get you back if she'd tried more than that." Her face turns a bright red. "B-both of you back, I mean. I wouldn't leave either of you behind after we all went there together." Smooth recovery, Amelia, really.

Harley tilts her head at the Freudian slip. And she squeezes Amelia's hand. She can do this. She is the bold one.

"Amelia. The big reason I wanted to talk to you is because..." Harley took a breath. "I like you. Really really like you."

Why is Harley so nervous? Amelia huffs a small laugh and smiles brightly, giving her friend's hand another squeeze.

"I expected as much. We're friends, after all, and friends tend to like each other."

Oh Amelia. That's not what she meant at all.

"I like you more than friends." Harley explains. Then smiles. "I have romantic feelings for you Amelia."

She blinks. Once. Twice. And then she tilts her head curiously.

"Romantic feelings for--"

Oh. Oh.

"I-I... I mean you... You do?" She just said that, Amelia. Cue her face and neck turning bright red, and her hand getting very warm in Harley's. This is a turn of events she never saw coming. No one's ever... well, at least they've never really had feelings for her before. This... has to be a mistake, right? Is she dreaming? It must be that.

"...are you sure?" she asks softly, her free hand reaching up to play with the strands of her hairpin. "I-it's all right if you... if you do, that is. But I... I d-don't..." A beat for a deep breath that doesn't really ease her stammering. "I don't know what... that really means. No one's ever felt that way about me before."

"It doesn't have to mean anything Amelia."

Harley watches the reactions from the other woman. And really hopes that she didn't ruin the friendship by admitting how she felt.

"I don't want you to feel that anything has to happen because of this."

"N-no! That's not what I meant!"

She's up on her feet in a flash and taking both of Harley's hands in her own. There's barely enough time for her to take a breath before she's moving around the table to move closer to the other woman. A few of the other cafe goers look on in wonder for a moment, then turn back to their own affairs when they realize it's a confession of some sorts. Happens every day, apparently.

"I just..." She pauses to force herself to take a breath this time. "I meant that no one's ever had feelings for me when I had feelings for them, too."

Well that just came out. Her face turns a deeper shade of red, but she smiles at Harley anyway, albeit a little nervously.

"I don't know what this means or what to do with all of this," she admits softly. "I'm not even sure I'm a good friend, but I... I care for you a lot, Harley, more than I do many others. The thought of losing you or you getting hurt makes me so angry and I want to do everything I can to protect you. I know you don't need me to do that, but I want to because I care for you and--"

...yeah, that rambling's going to continue like that for a while if she doesn't cut herself off now, so that's what she's going to do. She looks down at the floor in front of Harley and grips her hands tightly. "I want you to be happy," she manages after a moment, "and I'll do anything I can to help you feel that way."

Harley takes a deep breath when Amelia quickly moves around the table to move closer to her. And squeezes both of those hands.

She smiles softly when Amelia admits that she has feelings in return.

"First of all... you are a really good friend." Harley reassures Amelia. She frees one of her hands, so she can gently touch Amelia's face.

"And you should know that the thought of losing you or you getting hurt makes me so scared. So we are sorta in the same boat."

Harley lifts Amelia's chin when she looks at the ground. "I am happy. The Nexus makes me happy. And being around you makes you happy."

"I can't rush into anything fast. That hurt me last time... and I have to tell you that I have similar feelings for someone else." Harley wants this all out in the open. So they can deal with it. "But I care about you very much Amelia. And I just want to take things one day at a time."

Her heart races in her chest as Harley explains the depths of her feelings. Dreams, this is all so surreal. How is it that someone feels about her what she feels for them? Surely she'll wake up soon and find herself disoriented as hell.

That last part bring her back down a little though. She tilts her head a little, confused. "You have feelings for someone else, too? People can do that?" There's no upset in her voice - she's honestly confused, and a little surprised. She quickly realizes how terrible that must have sounded and shakes her head a little. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound harsh. I've simply never heard of something like that before now."

That added confession makes all of this a little complicated, though, and Amelia's uncertain what to do with it. "What does that mean for us, then? If we have feelings for one another, but you also have feelings for someone else... What do we do?"

"It is Goro. Majima." Harley tells Amelia. "And he knows how I feel."

"And in my opinion, anyone is allowed to have feelings with anyone else. But it is okay that it surprised you. It sort of surprised me too."

"What would you want to do, Amelia? Like I said, I am fine with just taking things day-by-day and seeing how things turn out. But if this is too much for you..." Harley breathes. "If I am too much for you..."

"No," she insists, pulling another chair at the table closer so she can sit in front of Harley. "You are not too much. All of this is brand new to me. I don't know what it means or what I'm supposed to do. I don't know what's right or wrong and if anything frightens me right now, it's that."

This is all so strange to her. No one's ever confessed feelings to her and meant it before. And every time she's fallen in love, she's managed to ruin it on her own. There's a complication now of another set of feelings, but that doesn't mean much when Amelia's never been in this situation. To her, it seems like something that simply needs to be worked out over time.

She gives Harley's hands another squeeze. "If you want me close, then I'll stay close I don't want to lose you, as a friend or something more, because I'm unsure of myself. If you're all right with me being... inexperienced, then I want to stay with you, whatever that may mean."

Harley smiles. "In a way, these feelings are all brand new to me too."

"I didn't have... someone like you before. Someone who wants just to do anything to see me happy." Harley leans in.

"And of course I want you close. You are important to me."

"Then we figure it out together." She smiles brightly, ignoring the way her cheeks flush again. "We had a lot of things planned for ourselves this year, so I say we start there. Everything else will simply... happen, I guess."

Not that she knows what "everything else" really means at this point. What do people do in relationships anyway? Dating is a whole new topic for the rogue that she's yet to explore on her own.

"Speaking of the things we have planned...." Harley reaches into her purse. And hands Amelia a small rectangle box.

"This is for you. Because I don't like seeing you get hurt. And I want to protect you, any way I can."

There is a vial inside the box, that might look familiar to Amelia. However, unlike the one she took in the jungle, this one will have a more permanent affect on Amelia. The microbiology mixture will protect Amelia from any toxins or poisons for the rest of her life.

Amelia opens the box eagerly, her eyes widening when she reveals the vial inside. She looks up at Harley.

"She gave this to you? Willingly? ...what will it do?"

Not that her question is stopping her from popping it open and throwing it back, but she's a curious one. She trusts whatever it is because it came from Harley, but knowing what it will do for her seems like a good idea.

"Pamela was not the only microbiologist in the group. I helped her plenty of times to take what I had... and make a safe version for you."

"And like the one Pam gave you in the jungle, it will protect you from poisons and toxins. But unlike hers... this one will last. For the rest of your life."

The news about what this vial does takes the breath from her lungs. She sets aside the box and takes Harley's hands again. "Harley this... this is incredible. I can't believe you would do this for me. No one's ever done anything like this for me before."

Her smile widens as she leans close and wraps her arms around the other woman in a tight hug. "Thank you. This is an incredible gift and I'm so grateful for it."

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Harley will gladly return that hug. Relaxing in the embrace.

"Like I said, Amelia... I just want you safe."

It had scared Harley to the core when Amelia had been covered with Joker Toxin, especially with the thought that she might be effected by it.

It feels wonderful to have Harley close, to feel her let go of some of the tension in her.

"I'm safe with you," she murmurs. "I've rarely felt so comfortable or calm as when you're close."

Is that why being like this, here in the open, feels so natural? Surely that must be it.

"I know I don't have to worry, when I'm with you. Nor should you worry when you're with me. I'll always protect you, no matter the cost."

"It is nice to feel comfortable and calm." Harley agrees.

"I know you will Amelia." Harley smiles. "I respect your abilities and your dedication a whole lot."

"My stubbornness, you mean?" she jokes, laughing softly. She pulls away just enough to smile brightly at her friend. "That's what I usually call my 'dedication,' at least. It gets me into a lot of trouble some days."

"Hey... I can be plenty stubborn myself." Harley smiles.

"Thank you Amelia. For being so understanding. For being so accepting."

"We're going to work this out together, Harley." She answers the other woman's smile with one of her own. "No matter the end of it, I'll never stop caring for you and I will never regret being this close to you."

"You promise? Because I don't think I could stand myself... if I ruined our friendship." Her biggest worry is that concern.

"I promise. So long as you want me around, I will be here." She takes Harley's hands in her own again and meets the other woman's gaze, smiling softly. "When I care for someone like I do you, I won't leave them behind."

Harley moved her chair completely, so she could wrap a hand around Amelia's waist. And she just leans close to Amelia.

"Good. Because I don't want to hurt you. Ever."

Her cheeks flush a little at being held like this, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she timidly rests her arms around Harley so they can lean against one another.

"I trust you won't ever intend to hurt me. It's not who you are and I know that." She smiles at Harley, her cheeks darkening a little as she realize how close they are. Her voice drops to a whisper when she speaks again. "We'll both do what we can to save the other from hurt."

"We both have sides of ourselves that we keep from others, Amelia." Harley whispers. She closes her eyes for a moment. "I just don't want to have to hide anymore."

"I'm finding it more difficult to hide things from you by the day," she admits. "It scares me, but it feels right." It's never felt more right in her entire life, and she doesn't fully understand why. She's loved other people, but this feeling she has with Harley... it's different, and it's wonderful.

"You make me feel like I don't have to hide things about myself that I keep from the world. And if I can make you feel the same way... I'll be all too happy to be there for you."

"This scares me too..." Harley admits. That is the nice thing about agreeing to take things slow. They can take their time getting to know each other.

She takes a deep breath and then leans closer so she can rest her temple against the side of Harley's head.

"I've never been so willing to be scared in my life as I am now. I've faced so many things that have terrified or hurt me in my life, but this... Dreams, I want this, more than I've wanted almost anything else in the multiverse."

"I am glad to hear that." Harley closes her eyes. Just content in the moment.

Amelia sighs contently and lets her eyes fall closed as well.

"Are you busy today?" she asks softly. "Or can we enjoy this feeling together while we watch another movie?"

"I set aside some time to spend with a beautiful woman." Harley gives Amelia a slight squeeze to her hand. Meaning that the beautiful woman is Amelia herself.

"So we can do anything you like."

Her cheeks flush at being called beautiful. It's still going to take quite some time to get used to that, it seems.

"A movie," she repeats, shifting a little closer to Harley. "With wine, popcorn, and some chocolates. ...after we finish our treat here, of course."

"Sounds like a perfect way to spend the rest of the night." Harley agrees.

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