I miss you, ( very simply, ) when you aren't here.
( he knows, but it feels important to have said. to say things to him occasionally that aren't complaints about what an enormous pain in her arse he is, although he's that, too.
she leans in, leans her weight against him, her heavy velvet skirts tangling around his knees. rests there. thinks at least there's something satisfying now about missing him, about feeling deeply something that had nearly slipped out of her grasp.
all the little notes she'd written to herself and how they puzzled her, every time she found them. you love him. don't forget. she takes a breath. )
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( he knows, but it feels important to have said. to say things to him occasionally that aren't complaints about what an enormous pain in her arse he is, although he's that, too.
she leans in, leans her weight against him, her heavy velvet skirts tangling around his knees. rests there. thinks at least there's something satisfying now about missing him, about feeling deeply something that had nearly slipped out of her grasp.
all the little notes she'd written to herself and how they puzzled her, every time she found them. you love him. don't forget. she takes a breath. )
Wait. What are you and Morrigan up to now?