┼ (AsaHiro)
19. Asleep
She had forgotten how peaceful things could be around him. The man was well known for being a tornado in his own right, constantly causing trouble or being aggressive towards others. But it was the few moments of peace that saved his reputation and caused Asami to question things properly. Hiro still sound asleep on the couch after their night of drinking, she crouched down infront of him. One hand pulling in her robe to be a little tigher and save anything coming in to view, the other reached up to gently push aside what locks had covered his face. Delicate motions which would be barely felt at all but which still held their own sense of adoration for him.
Even now her heart was hurting. What had happened to them? It was all her fault for breaking the promise they made, for turning her back on his words. But she still loved him. He was punch-worthy, enough to rile her up in ways no one else could...but he still provided her a place to be. A sense of home anywhere he went. Her palm gently lay against his cheek for a moment as desires took over. A few moments to lean in for her to press a light flutter of a kiss against his lips. Even now, she loved him. With all of her heart she did. But what could she do?
