grace le domas ,  thank you for staying.  it just gets so lonely at night sometimes.
          ‘ you don’t have to thank me. and all you ever have to do is ask, ’ daniel busies his hands with the sheets and the blankets, spreading them across grace’s sofa with precision, focusing on smoothing the creases and tucking the sides into the cushions. next comes the pillowcase, and then he’s throwing the pillow down, finished with his makeshift bed. eyes move to grace then, daniel’s hands on his hips, sleeves unbuttoned and rolled up to his elbows. what they had been through was long passed, and he understood why she’d want distance from the last remaining le domas. the name itself lingered as a painful memory, but he’s glad she called. ‘ besides, i owe you plenty of favors. i’m happy to stay whenever you need, ’   @fcktherich​.
