Love mends even the broken parts
As Hotaru kissed Loren's cheek, he grinned faintly. However, without the burn of alcohol in his veins, he wasn't quite so forward as her. That didn't stop him from joining her on the chaise, though he did stop for two cups of the mulled wine they kept in all their visiting rooms. "Nostalgic, huh? No other reason, I'm sure." Eyes narrowing playfully, he nudged her with a shoulder.
His grin deepened slightly at her quip. "How could I possibly have fun without you?" Then his easy expression faltered for a little. "Not that there's much fun in my life these days." He swallowed against a sudden lump in his throat, then picked up his cup and sipped from it. "A friend of mine passed away recently."
Setting his cup down, he turned to face her more fully. "To answer your question, though, I live here." He raised his eyebrows slightly, watching her response carefully.
His grin deepened slightly at her quip. "How could I possibly have fun without you?" Then his easy expression faltered for a little. "Not that there's much fun in my life these days." He swallowed against a sudden lump in his throat, then picked up his cup and sipped from it. "A friend of mine passed away recently."
Setting his cup down, he turned to face her more fully. "To answer your question, though, I live here." He raised his eyebrows slightly, watching her response carefully.
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