REXANNA
FOR A TIME IT SEEMED TO ME,
THAT WE WERE STARLIGHT-TOUCHED.
FAILING TO REALIZE THAT WE WERE STARCROSSED,
“Are you sure?” She replies, a playful grin spreading along her face. “Wearing it or… Not wearing it.” She teases him easily, tilting her head to kiss his jaw gently, the amusement bubbling within her and replacing the anxieties of earlier — stuffing them down for later. But it dies as soon as the seriousness of her words come over, as soon as she’s searching his face to ensure he knows that what she says is true. She takes a deep inhale that she doesn’t need, smiling softly at the answer she receives. “What would it be like to expect a child and have no stress, hm?” She responds back, easily, finding it to be one of those things impossible to imagine. It was a huge shift to their lives, a huge change that would impact everything. To not be scared was something only fools were.
She kisses his neck gently, humming with him as he asks if they should rest, and she moves easily to slip under the blankets with him, tugging him over toward her to wrap her arms around tightly and press her face into his chest. “We can pretend to dream, at least.” She muses, muffled into his chest.
THE STARS WERE
NEVER
ON OUR SIDE.
