+ look at her just yet, he was sure he'd lose the little bit of certainty he had mustered up. }
....a-and yet... { his voice falls, unable to continue anymore. all he can focus on is her, being here, alive and in his arms again. }
{ the entire time, he's visibly shaking, struggling to calm himself for this. adrenaline would be his saving grace in that moment, his composure not falling until her fist collided with his arm.
donnie crumbled immediately, falling to his knees before he finally pulled her +
+ close and wrapped his arms around her. immediately tightening his grip, unable to hold himself up anymore.
it was so real it hurt him, his voice choked up from the emotions washing over him. }
cassandra. you... died. you were most certainly.... dead. { a squeeze, unable to +
{ he's quick to return her embrace, arms wrapping tightly around her and gripping like his life depended on it. god be damned if it was fake because it felt so real, he could /feel/ her in his arms.
shaky exhale, too overwhelmed to figure out what he was truly feeling in that +
( Not even hesitating.
Arms fly around his shoulders yanking him into a tight embrace. Holding him close. Tears already in her eyes rolling down cheeks. )
If this is a fuckin dream don't you dare wake me up.