Cordelia felt his hesitation along with his hunger. She couldn't keep from laughing softly as she untangled herself from him, feet finding the ground once more as she moved towards the dresser, grabbing one of his sweaters from the drawer. Tugging it on along with a pair of underwear, the One Shot followed him back out into the kitchen, getting their meal sorted while he arranged the living room.
Sinking onto one of the pillows, she settled, legs crossed and bowl resting in her lap. Taking a small bite, testing the flavor and humming in satisfaction at the taste on her tongue. His words catch her off guard, making her choke for a second, "So soon? I didn't think you were that close to being done?" Cordelia asked, brows lifting as she regarded her husband, lowering her spoon back into her bowl.
Sinking onto one of the pillows, she settled, legs crossed and bowl resting in her lap. Taking a small bite, testing the flavor and humming in satisfaction at the taste on her tongue. His words catch her off guard, making her choke for a second, "So soon? I didn't think you were that close to being done?" Cordelia asked, brows lifting as she regarded her husband, lowering her spoon back into her bowl.
Cordelia
My hand was the one you reached for all throughout the Great War
