It comes tumbling out of her mouth without her thinking about it. How can she think anything but, when he holds her so tightly, looks at her so? The subtle lighting of the cave plays against his face, but that look of adoration is the most beautiful sight she could imagine. There's a twist in her stomach, and her expression is as loving as her words. Her eyes soft and adoring, love rendering her the lovesick teenager she'd been trying to keep herself above. Whatever. She doesn't need to be dignified before him.
She moves to cup his face with both hands, hold him with the tenderness that he deserves, treated like the precious thing he is. Like he has the fragility that the world never allowed him to possess. "You carry my heart and my joy. Why not my confidence? I've seen few men who deserve it more." A thumb brushes against his cheek. "But it is one thing to survive, and another to live. I hope we can live, here."
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It comes tumbling out of her mouth without her thinking about it. How can she think anything but, when he holds her so tightly, looks at her so? The subtle lighting of the cave plays against his face, but that look of adoration is the most beautiful sight she could imagine. There's a twist in her stomach, and her expression is as loving as her words. Her eyes soft and adoring, love rendering her the lovesick teenager she'd been trying to keep herself above. Whatever. She doesn't need to be dignified before him.
She moves to cup his face with both hands, hold him with the tenderness that he deserves, treated like the precious thing he is. Like he has the fragility that the world never allowed him to possess. "You carry my heart and my joy. Why not my confidence? I've seen few men who deserve it more." A thumb brushes against his cheek. "But it is one thing to survive, and another to live. I hope we can live, here."