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THE FORMAN BASEMENT | 1977
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—"I'M SORRY," was all Steven Hyde could say when the pair sat down cross-legged opposite each other on his bed.
Margot twiddled her thumbs, fidgeting as she tried to figure out how to adequately respond.
She pursed her lips, "Me too." her eyes stared nervously into those of the boy opposite her and for a second she'd left him all but speechless. He'd missed being this close to her, he couldn't lie, even if these circumstances tainted that.
"No. This is my fault," he sighed, "I was a dick because you were leaving and I was scared you wouldn't come back. But then I was the reason you didn't. I was a massive asshole."
Margot shook her head, contemplating giving in to her sudden desire to wrap her arms round his neck and pull him into a tight embrace.
"Yeah, but I should've just given you a bit to cool off and then we could've talked rationally," she reasoned, "But instead I did what I'm best at, like you said, and just ran away without saying goodbye to anyone. You hurt me, you really did."
She couldn't really understand why Hyde was being so apologetic tonight, when yesterday he'd been less than friendly. Margot knew that Hyde was best at feigning anger to cover up his true feelings, but he'd been damn well convincing as he had snapped at her.
"I didn't mean what I said." he simply sighed, eyes trailing down to his crossed legs.
Margot placed her hand on his knee, silently urging him to return eye contact again. He eventually did, a small, nervous smile slowly spreading on his face.
"Can we just start afresh?" Margot proposed, eyes pleading with Hyde for a yes in reply, "I've missed you, Hyde."
He just nodded as she pulled him into a hug, nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck, "Missed you too, Stevie."
Hearing his nickname for her tumble from his lips with genuine affection again warmed Margot's heart, causing her to only hug him tighter as he tried to ignore the goosebumps pricking at his skin.
