Cordelia melted into him, allowing him to crush her against his chest as if he could potentially carve out a space inside for her to curl up in. The One Shot drew a trembling breath, clinging to him just as tightly as he was clinging to her, feeling his lips press kiss after kiss into her crown. Cordelia sniffled, nodding against the crook of his neck, "Always." She whispered.
She doesn't know how long they stay there, tangled up in bed, letting the feelings wash over them. There isn't any sun to track the passing of time, hidden behind dark clouds overhead, but Cordelia eventually stirred.
Drawing back, the Attuned brushed her fingers along his cheek, letting them slide into his long hair where it curled behind his ears. "We should eat. Can have it in front of the fire... Like we do at home." She suggested softly, honeyed gaze meeting his own icy depths, allowing herself a moment to study his features.
She doesn't know how long they stay there, tangled up in bed, letting the feelings wash over them. There isn't any sun to track the passing of time, hidden behind dark clouds overhead, but Cordelia eventually stirred.
Drawing back, the Attuned brushed her fingers along his cheek, letting them slide into his long hair where it curled behind his ears. "We should eat. Can have it in front of the fire... Like we do at home." She suggested softly, honeyed gaze meeting his own icy depths, allowing herself a moment to study his features.
Cordelia
My hand was the one you reached for all throughout the Great War
