He’s kissing her hard before he even processed why. She still loves him. They’re here. They’re safe. Piaget hasn’t broken anything they can’t overcome.
“Come bathe with me,” he murmurs against her lips, cradling her as tight to him as he can. There’s something else he wants to say, a truth that was forged in those terrible days without her, and he’s not quite sure he has the words yet. He kisses her again, nuzzling against her as he adds, “My love.”
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Date: 2023-04-15 09:35 pm (UTC)“Come bathe with me,” he murmurs against her lips, cradling her as tight to him as he can. There’s something else he wants to say, a truth that was forged in those terrible days without her, and he’s not quite sure he has the words yet. He kisses her again, nuzzling against her as he adds, “My love.”