[ They're so bad with living things, how are they supposed to handle something as precious as this? Lovesickness and all the anxieties and insecurities that come with it, how scary it is to whisper back, ] I won't. I promise. [ and feeling like they're on a tightrope again.
But it's so soooo warm. Whether or not they deserve to be happy, they feel it, a little smile working its way onto their face as sheer terror completely wipes away all higher thought, a shaky laugh against the crook of his neck, another kiss pressed against his cheek. ]
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But it's so soooo warm. Whether or not they deserve to be happy, they feel it, a little smile working its way onto their face as sheer terror completely wipes away all higher thought, a shaky laugh against the crook of his neck, another kiss pressed against his cheek. ]
...Thank you, for loving me. And for being here.