listen….mary poppins premiere night.. movie’s over, its dark out…pamela sitting on a bench outside in the grass, far away from everyone else, still crying a bit…ralph comes to sit next to her and comforts her… rubs the palm of her hand with his thumb and then eventually gently brings her hand up and presses a soft kiss on the back of her hand…all the while never turns his eyes away from her but she stares down, seemingly too consumed in her own thoughts to meet his gaze, in his eyes.. while in reality she’s too afraid to do so, she loves him and it scares her…

this is the summary of a fic i need desperately in my life.