Cordelia
Amber eyes watched as he ran his fingers along the shafts of the arrows, following the line of them, feeling the smoothness that she'd spent hours achieving. Cordelia felt her cheeks heat and she ducked her head shyly, "It's nothing." She murmured dismissively, feeling that spark of embarrassment from him and wanting nothing more than to banish the thought. "My father taught me how to make arrows. I've just had a lot of time to practice." A small nod was offered at his words, knowing that Deimos had made that for him. She'd been with him when he had. To know that Noah thought her arrows too perfect for that quiver left her with a twisting in her belly.
Before she could answer him he was tugging her into a tight embrace and Cordelia melted into it. Her arms came up to wrap around his waist, cheek nuzzling to his chest as she ducked her head, keeping her face hidden from him as she murmured. "You deserve it, Noah. You deserve so many good things." And she'd never stop giving them to him as long as she was able. Cordelia drew back just enough to look up at him, head tipping back and lips parting as her gaze dropped from his eyes to his lips and back again, swallowing thickly as she remained flush against him.
Before she could answer him he was tugging her into a tight embrace and Cordelia melted into it. Her arms came up to wrap around his waist, cheek nuzzling to his chest as she ducked her head, keeping her face hidden from him as she murmured. "You deserve it, Noah. You deserve so many good things." And she'd never stop giving them to him as long as she was able. Cordelia drew back just enough to look up at him, head tipping back and lips parting as her gaze dropped from his eyes to his lips and back again, swallowing thickly as she remained flush against him.
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
We're still the kids we used to be
We're still the kids we used to be
