larue: (don't pretend you ever forgot about me)
𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 ([personal profile] larue) wrote in [personal profile] icarusalsoflew 2014-06-02 06:20 pm (UTC)

[ You turn that smile his way and he's remembering Ireland and the way you had felt in his arms: first, when he'd apologized for being so damn stupid, and later when he'd reassured you that he was staying for good.

His other hand reaches over then to catch you by the nape, drawing you in and pressing your foreheads together. ]
Yeah. Yeah, it is.

[ There is still a part of him that quietly wishes that you both could have more time, but it's only human to want things, right? Because wanting is a thing that is part of being alive.

But now, more than ever, he understands what his Dad meant, when he'd called to express his worry over you as you'd been curled at his side in your bedroom at the Wolf'd Ward of Seigi. How it's what you make of the time that you have that matters, and he intends to take that piece of advice to heart.

Afterall, his parents are two of the most solid people he knows, who've made their love work in spite of all the shit that had actually snatched away so many years that could have been spent together. ]


Wanna make like silly teenagers and cuddle all night?

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