the blood you bleed is just the blood you owe

when the world turns upside down, you should blame it on me

She leans against his chest to list out all the things she does, and he rests his chin on her shoulder to watch her count them out — listening and still surprised when she tells him of everything she does. And for a moment he wonders if she realizes just how busy she is, just how much she does… Perhaps she won’t miss him quite as much as she thinks she will, when already she’d be occupied with a million different things. “Mm, yes, well. Eating is important.” He offers to her with a raise of his brow, pulling away to look at her with a small smile.”Grab a snack in between and stuff it down while you run from place to place.” He muses with a wink.

Ah, so much like they had been before all of this.

The mention of not knowing to read and write, however, does cause him to nod slowly — recalling her eyesight and how that likely affected it. “I’ll be sure to make them extra challenging, then.” A gentle tease, the hand that rests at her side traces the shape of the letters of her name over moon white skin. “And I’ll even spell my name fully out since gods know nobody knows how to spell it just off of how it sounds.” A hum of a laugh rebounds through his chest. “They always put a ‘Y’ in it.”

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