“´͈ ᵕ `͈”
Send “´͈ ᵕ `͈” for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly holding their hand.
he’s not even shocked anymore when lithe fingers entanglein his, finally used to echo sneaking up on him. He squeezes her fingers back, gaze drifting from broken gate to her fingers. his eyes drift for a moment to her frame, before settling on her face. “missed you,” he murmurs, leaning into her side, as he tilts his head to kiss her cheek.










