[That silence gnaws at his nerves, those doubts starting to dig in and deepening even though he knows it shouldn't. Knows she wouldn't still be here or trying so hard if she didn't believe in him in some way. But then again, he had once thought the same before...
So there is some—no, a lot of relief when she finally speaks, even if at first the works prick him like thorns. But as she continues, his own emotions start to sway and rumble like a ship in a storm, trying to stay collected while wanting to be at the mercy of those waves.
Instead he has the mercy of her words and then her lips, a kiss so sweet and gentle that carries with it a strong wind that blows everything else away. A wind that helps soothe those scars that had been left bare.]
Do you really think that?
[His voice is quiet against her lips, wanting to hear that reassurance one more time.]
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So there is some—no, a lot of relief when she finally speaks, even if at first the works prick him like thorns. But as she continues, his own emotions start to sway and rumble like a ship in a storm, trying to stay collected while wanting to be at the mercy of those waves.
Instead he has the mercy of her words and then her lips, a kiss so sweet and gentle that carries with it a strong wind that blows everything else away. A wind that helps soothe those scars that had been left bare.]
Do you really think that?
[His voice is quiet against her lips, wanting to hear that reassurance one more time.]