﹙ curled up sound asleep in the warmest bed in the world, only because of who sleeps beside him. dreams of feathers and music dancing in his mind — with no plans to ever leave them again. ﹚
﹙nestling cheek into the others palm with a small hum — familiar swirls lazily moving in the motions of a clock. fitting for their discussion, she supposes. ﹚trust me — even at my worst, i never forgot the love you and Alex had for me.
*𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵, karl. I don't even know what to say. you've been ... dealing with so much and I had no idea. (* he reached to lift her face into his hands, guiding their gaze to meet. ) I know I may be constantly dealing with my own issues, but I'm also here for you.
&&.
yeah? we should get together for a date night. i missed you guys a lot. ﹙ as if she’d be leaving their side anytime soon — it’d be more like a date week. ﹚
﹙ grin curved with fondness, the mere imagined vision of the two lovers intertwined bringing light even to milky eye. ﹚
haven't seen 'im often wither despite workin' t'gether. bet that made seein' y'u even better.
yeah. i’m amazed he let me go to come see you. ﹙ a soft laugh, her own fingers absentmindedly running through her lovers hair. ﹚can’t wait to be with both of you again.
﹙ finger curling into the string of her hoodie, idly keeping hands on her— he won't slip through their hands, not this time. it's subconscious, keeping him close. ﹚
have y'gone t' see wil yet ?
of course. ﹙ leaning down and pressing a kiss to the corner of her lips, fingers still curled into any of her that she can reach. he’s not going anywhere and he’ll prove that. ﹚
you've gotta keep this pr'mise— jus' like y're keepin' this one, right ?
﹙ her movements are still slow, but there's a newfound surety as she brushes lips along karl's still-sparkling ring. curl of lips, silent teasing. ﹚
but that’s my whole thing. who am i without it? ﹙ a small laugh before she presses another kiss to her lovers lips — just as sweet as she remembered. ﹚but i’ll be better, for you. promise.
𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬.
﹙ it's hushed, a wheezed sound just barely heard above the drums in her own chest. fingers curl into that painfully familiar fabric, tugging her lover && pressing lips to his in a single swoop. ﹚
we've got t' work
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﹙ steps forward — one, two, three, until her hand is placed against the warmth of his worn hoodie — and right above that of a very well beating heart. the hand is taken all too gently in his own a moment later, kiss pressed to
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﹙ she's almost afraid to touch her. before all this, where they are now— seeing karl around the corner, glimpses of useless hope projected by their own wishes was no rare occurrence.
deep breath, hand outstretched. ﹚
's it y'u, mi amor ?
﹙ a deep exhale she didn’t even realize she was holding is released, but the smile never fades. brown curls, golden swirls, uncomfortably bright hoodie — its him alright. ﹚hi, my darling.
﹙ silence so think it's felt, slipping down throat && clogging lungs. it's a slow turn that brings two long-awaited gazes to one another. ﹚
. . . mi bonito ?
wow. ﹙ a familiar voice rings out behind her, one shapeshifter leaning against the doorway to the room she was in — fond smile playing on his lips. ﹚i wonder who the lucky fella is that managed to put a ring on your finger …