[ Look if she stops worrying about what is or isn't there it's a lot easier. His hand shifts, fingers dragging over her skin until he can twist his palm to gently hold her hand instead. ]
Which way? [ He asks quietly, focused on the way their hands fit together. It's nice. It's definitely warm. The content feeling in his heart is definitely buzzing louder now. Like he's finally home. ]
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Which way? [ He asks quietly, focused on the way their hands fit together. It's nice. It's definitely warm. The content feeling in his heart is definitely buzzing louder now. Like he's finally home. ]