#cuddling optional

“ it’s a good thing i found you, butterfingers. ”

arm slung heartwards over her shoulder like this, he can feel the biggest breath her tiny body can wind back with arching her a little. sounds like a punchy speech in the making.

“ oh, you gonna argue? ”

mal tilts his head until alina’s goes the other way. the wind kicks up her hair like ink in the water, tickling over the wrist he raises as a beak to the fingers. all talk-talk.

“ okay. which way’s north. ”