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her eyes closing as her thumb traces the curve of his cheekbone, anchoring him to the moment. her smile lingers, soft and deeply relieved.
“ 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭. i'm here. just the two of us. ”
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after the long hell of this cruel world, even she finds herself wondering if this is all real — if being here with him is a selfish dream she's finally allowed to keep.
as she looks at him, a warm smile spreads across her face. soon she rests her forehead against his,
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<< wrapping his arms around her while staring sleepily into her beautiful eyes. Oh how he's always loved her eyes.
"So beautiful. . .it's hard to believe I'm not dreaming all of this."
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she pulls back just enough to look at him, her fingers grazing the fresh braids. he looked soft like this — at peace. “ lovely. ” she whispers, brushing a stray hair from his forehead.
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she cherished this. him, staying still. not running away, not throwing himself into another fight.
she smooths a final lock behind his ear. done. leaning forward, resting her chin on his shoulder &&. drapes her arms over his chest, matching his breathing.
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He can feel her tugging and twisting his hair in different ways, but honestly he wants really complaining. It. . .felt nice to have her around again, so he wasn't too bothered.