the capillaries in my eyes are bursting. if our love died, would that be the worst thing? for somebody i thought was my savior, you sure make me do a whole lot of labour.
separating to bring lydia to the comfort of the bed, cheeks flushed in harmony ; completely satisfied with the opposite presence.〝 have you been very busy these days? 〞
grabbing the opposite body with palpable caution ; lifts the opposite chin, minimal kiss given as a welcome.〝 and you will have it. oh, i missed you so much, sweetie. 〞
fallen right into arms, warmed by her presence. nuzzling into touch, kiss pressed to chin. lips jolt upward lovingly, light wink thrown. 〝 ——–sweetheart! you promised cuddles … and kisses. 〞
steps breaking the structure quickly ; they cross the tiny room with spirit, yearning for the opposite presence. turning the doorknob, flannel shirt warming the body ; smiles, extending arms to lydia.〝 dearest—— honey! 〞
tapping their door, fifteen minutes passed. grin is passed onto features, tired eyes searching for them through windows until the wall in——–between the two is opened. waves, silent ; waiting for permission to enter her space.