‘ you are my good days ’ /we deserve soft
she can feel the 𝓭𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓹𝓼 graze past her ear . the tuck of amber tendrils securely swept from her cheek . therein those words lingered a hint of whisper ; akin to voice finding itself when it hasn't spoken up in some time . not meant to be hushed but happened as so and there was a soft distinct clearing in his throat . the gesture of affection that came with it produced a faint glisten in doe eyen .
leaning back , the subtlety in her mien portrayed happiness . her back bumping gently into his chest , aerith relieves a pleasant breath . lithe arms swooping easily to her sides and finding the hands she means to , she slips her fingers betwixt ; pulling them sweetly where she can lead him to wrap his arms about her waist .
simply as he is , this sturdy mountain beneath her weight . . . she sways ever so slightly ; nudging the 𝓼𝓸𝓯𝓽 𝓬𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓸𝓯 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓻 beneath his jaw . . . she pauses and slowly her adoring gaze tilts upward with draw of her head
' i hope i can always be your good days . '
in that moment she feels slightly compelled to cry ; her gaze vaguely glistening o'er . . . not unhappy nor upset but perhaps it was simply too overwhelming 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱 .
a swallow becomes caught , but coolly she masks her emotionally internal outburst with an adorably loving smile . // @gcdwinged