Hopefully it won't come to that.
( touch moves past to settle. much more of a polite touch than anyone else would know. arms slide around, chin pressed to the top of head. )
can just relax. let me carry you to bed.
i don't ever wanna leave.
( she lifts her arms to wrap around his neck instead, face tilting into his delicate touch. she's always surprised by how gentle he is with her. )
( hands come to hold her face and it's the angels themselves he sees. often times, he never knew when they'd reunite. stroking cheeks gently. ) you're here now, all that matters.