[ She pulls him close, reinforcing her words, and he mumbles a groan into her shoulder. Gods, she's so right. He's exhausted from their journey, from the things he's shared with her, from the things she shared with him. He wants nothing more than to melt into a dreamless sleep right here with her, but sleep would come with a price, too.
Every moment he shuts his eyes is a moment he's not taking care of her. Already there are streaks of red on her face, on the towel covering her pillow. Could he really let himself rest when this is the state of her now?
But it's so warm here, so much comfort and solace in her embrace even when it's weak. He burrows close, arms winding up her back, fingers catching loosely in her hair. The gentle scent of it reaches him, and recalls to him how she'd washed his hair for him, how her fingers had worked through it despite the pain she was in, as she kissed the tears from his cheeks.
No, he isn't going anywhere. He looses a sigh against her neck. ]
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Every moment he shuts his eyes is a moment he's not taking care of her. Already there are streaks of red on her face, on the towel covering her pillow. Could he really let himself rest when this is the state of her now?
But it's so warm here, so much comfort and solace in her embrace even when it's weak. He burrows close, arms winding up her back, fingers catching loosely in her hair. The gentle scent of it reaches him, and recalls to him how she'd washed his hair for him, how her fingers had worked through it despite the pain she was in, as she kissed the tears from his cheeks.
No, he isn't going anywhere. He looses a sigh against her neck. ]
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