zennie-fic:

ayrki:

isagrimorie:

#this moment is so important #because this is how shaw shows she cares #it isn’t that she doesn’t feel #but she just doesn’t have language to express #what she is feeling #those whispered muted feelings #but still feelings #if shaw ever admits to feeling anything for root #it won’t be some sappy love declaration #it will be an awkward hug #or an awkward gesture #or an awkward but hot kiss #it will be awkward (via jetgirl78)

Shaw doesn’t tell you she loves you.  She checks to make sure you’re in one piece.  She checks the bandages on your bullet wounds are up to her incredibly high standards.  She jumps on a bike and makes her way to New Jersey to make sure you survive your stupid suicide mission.  She makes sure all your limbs are intact and you don’t have too big of a knock on your head.

And then, she will be awkward and dismissive, all eye rolling and ‘I don’t care, you just need to not die.  For the mission.’  Because like the tags say above: it’s not that she doesn’t feel, she just doesn’t have the language to express it.  So, she says and shows it in keeping you safe, in poking and prodding to keep you from getting too serious in your own dark (Root and Reese).  In handing you a gun (maybe two, or maybe an entire fucking bag) or calling you a stone cold fool.  She will call you out on your stupidity and self-sacrificing bullshit because she wants you around.  She might tell you to put your damn seatbelt on, but probably not, because if you’re going to be that stupid then she’s just going to slam on the brakes a few times.  (She might love you, but you’re still an idiot and she’s still a brat.)

But I think what really kills me is watching Root speak to her in her own language.  Because just try and tell me that tossing Shaw breakfast and feeding her isn’t basically the same god damned thing.  Feeding people is a classic sign of showing them you care for them.

It’s not in the words, it’s in the actions.