Darling please, just give us some time, and I swear we'll be alright
Hotaru's grin is bright and sharp, pleased by their banter and the buzz of sensation that trips down her skin as he kisses her wrist. "Charmer," she sighs the accusation as if lovingly exasperated to know it. "Keep it up and we won't be lingering for the reward ceremony." She won't desecrate Flora's bar a second time, but surely there's an equally exotic location they can find that is faster to get to than their home back in King's End.
The mischief pairs well with his snickering, and the shadows fall away completely beneath the brightness of his joy. "Have you seen his groveling? It's mostly muttering," she laughs, recalling lighthearted daily memories from years in Halo where Tal had quailed beneath his sisters' stares or stepped on an edge of Ru's massive ego and had to apologize. She finds his mumbling mostly endearing, but in this theoretical grudge it would be easy to ignore.
The mischief pairs well with his snickering, and the shadows fall away completely beneath the brightness of his joy. "Have you seen his groveling? It's mostly muttering," she laughs, recalling lighthearted daily memories from years in Halo where Tal had quailed beneath his sisters' stares or stepped on an edge of Ru's massive ego and had to apologize. She finds his mumbling mostly endearing, but in this theoretical grudge it would be easy to ignore.
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