he glances down at her, and she meets his gaze for that second. for that second, her heart hurts - squeezes, tightens, because she's not sure when he started to be synonymous with home, but... he is. she takes a deep breath, and slides her arm around his waist instead, half hugging him as they walk.
counting on your to catch me. yeah. it's that, that phrase, that makes her resolve solidify back in place. ]
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he glances down at her, and she meets his gaze for that second. for that second, her heart hurts - squeezes, tightens, because she's not sure when he started to be synonymous with home, but... he is. she takes a deep breath, and slides her arm around his waist instead, half hugging him as they walk.
counting on your to catch me. yeah. it's that, that phrase, that makes her resolve solidify back in place. ]
... Thank you.
[ softer, genuine. ]