⚘ @lowgloried asked: ❛ there is no gain without risk, perhaps no risk without love. ❜ from hall( x )
------ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴏʟᴅꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴇᴍ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛᴡᴏ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀꜱ ᴅᴀɪɴᴛɪʟʏ, ᴅʀᴀᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴛᴀʟꜱ ᴀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ʜᴀʟʟ'ꜱ ᴊᴀᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋʙᴏɴᴇꜱ.
Brown hair fans out against the sofa to her side as Hall’s head rests in Sappho’s lap, and she runs the nails of her other hand lightly along the hairline, twisting her fingers around stray wisps before smoothing them back into place. She likes to see Hall like this, likes the way the words fit between her teeth and bounce off her tongue. Of course, she loves to see her riled up, angry and dangerous....dangerous especially. But, in moments of stillness such as this, she can not help but lean forward and press her lips gently to Hall’s forehead.
“ And what’s the fun of love without a little life threatening, danger ensured risk? Personally? I wouldn’t have it any other way. ”
















