Hard On You

You're the best thing I ever knew
You do everything that I can't do
Sometimes I get lost in my blue
Please forgive me if I'm hard on you
Please forgive me if I'm hard on you

You and me got so much to prove
You're the only thing that I can't lose
And I talk peaceful here in our room
Please forgive me if I'm hard on you
Please forgive me if I'm hard on you

Cuz I didn't mean to be mean when I said
All the things I said to you
But maybe the worst is the best I can do
With you
~Hard On You, Rob Thomas

Hasty and nonsensical shading is hasty and nonsensical.
Truthfully, I've been dying to draw Nova (left) since my friend made me an amazing bookmark with her on it. And I really needed to establish a profile shot, so... this. Nova and Epsilon had a really rocky start to their relationship because she is somewhat of a slut and is desperately afraid of committment.

Enjoy a dramatic blurb of dramatical junk.

“Were you lying to me when you said that you loved me?” he asked softly.
“No… I-”
“Do you say that to all your little play toys? Do they believe you too?” His voice got louder.
“No, I-”
“Then why the frag would you say that? And then do what you did? How could you?!” Epsilon exploded, jumping to his feet. Nova shrank back.
“I’m sorry!” she whimpered.
“That’s all you can say? How dare you! Do you love me or not?”
“I do, Epsilon!” Nova said firmly.
“You have a funny way of showing me!”
“I was scared!”
Epsilon stopped suddenly. “Wha… What?”
“I was scared because I do love you! I thought… I thought I could drown it out. No one that I love stays! They all leave! I didn’t want to think about you, so I left. I’m sorry, okay? I know I don’t deserve you, and I should have left when I had the chance.”
By now, Nova was in tears. Epsilon was silent for several moments while she sobbed.
“Nova, I’m sorry,” he murmured. “Please, don’t cry.” He pulled her to his chest, though she tried in vain to pull away.
“You should have just told me,” he said quietly. “You don’t have to run off like that. Shh… it’s okay. I’m not going anywhere if you don’t.” He sat down with her and puller her into his lap while her tears ran dry.
“E-epsilon?” she hiccupped.
“Yes?”
“I do love you. I’m just… so confused I guess.”
“It’s okay,” he replied. “But we have to agree to be open with each other. You can tell me anything, love, and I have to know that I can trust you in kind.”
Nova nodded, sniffling.”It’s hard.”
“I know, but we can do this.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”