Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
Her laughter was soft and warm, a breathless hum of amusement. Frankly, this was adorable. He was so tired, and yet almost clingy, and Maea absolutely did not mind it at all. She had never been the mothering type, or very dominant in her ways - as far as she knew - but there was something different about holding her lover like this. Like she was finally allowed to take care of him a bit, for once, when it so often was the other way around.
Reaching up a hand, she combed her fingers through his mussed curls, brushing it away from his face. When he tilted his head up to look at her, Maea leaned in and pressed her lips to his forehead in a soft kiss. "You can think about me all you want," she murmured to him, teasing and sounding rather smug about this state he was in. "I'm thinking about you too, so it's all good." Nice and fair, very evenly distributed. She approved.
Stroking his shoulders and back still, she mulled over the things she'd wanted to talk to him about. Tried to decide whether to bring them up, or wait. Most of them were ordinary things, like times for training, matters of the bar, when he would get to Halo... but one was slightly more pressing than the others. More personal.
"Do you... have any plans to celebrate your birthday?" she asked him quietly, after a while. Rather reluctant to ask, since she'd wanted to keep her plans a secret... But Melita had been right, asking was probably better than springing an unwanted surprise on him.
Reaching up a hand, she combed her fingers through his mussed curls, brushing it away from his face. When he tilted his head up to look at her, Maea leaned in and pressed her lips to his forehead in a soft kiss. "You can think about me all you want," she murmured to him, teasing and sounding rather smug about this state he was in. "I'm thinking about you too, so it's all good." Nice and fair, very evenly distributed. She approved.
Stroking his shoulders and back still, she mulled over the things she'd wanted to talk to him about. Tried to decide whether to bring them up, or wait. Most of them were ordinary things, like times for training, matters of the bar, when he would get to Halo... but one was slightly more pressing than the others. More personal.
"Do you... have any plans to celebrate your birthday?" she asked him quietly, after a while. Rather reluctant to ask, since she'd wanted to keep her plans a secret... But Melita had been right, asking was probably better than springing an unwanted surprise on him.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
