Open up the gates, I feel close enough to heaven

i have done bad things, did them to good people // got no self control, it's the root of my evil
wage war in my head when i'm tryna keep it peaceful // a little feels good, a little more and it's lethal

By all accounts, Sunjata believes it to be the perfect day too – the potential to never lose her, to not let his immortality get the best of him and watch her wither and rot away. No, if anything, it simply cemented the fact that they were now at the point where they were perfectly fitting to one another – walking lockstep time and time again. And gods the happiness that yawns in his stomach is almost enough to rival the pit that had formed after so many years of disappointment and heartbreak.

As such, he cares little about her clinginess and how difficult she makes it to turn on the water and get it warmed up, content to keep her near as he does it all one handed, pausing to lay kisses along half of her face, until the water is warm enough and he slips into the shower with her still pressed against him. I have been trying to think of ways to do it, but I think you’re right. He hums with a bright joy like a shining sun through the Attuned bond as he uses his hands to pour the warm water over her skin before focusing on himself.

SUNJATA