kiss meme | accepting
she cannot recall the last time she felt such peace. cannot count on her fingers nor her toes a moment where she could breathe and feel the rise and fall of her lungs, without the interruption of war and chaos brewing around her. but in his arms, there is serenity. in his embrace, she feels safety, at last. when he kisses her with such fervor, she might swear she hears the whispers of the universe tickling at her ears ; heavenly bodies whom giggle and shine ‘pon them both in approval. she might hum along, like a hymn, to glorify this moment – this tenderness that is so becoming of this feral creature.
how long has she missed him? how long has she pondered over the day where she might come across him in her travels, after the death of their overwatch? be him broken or bent, twisted or maimed ; how many nights has she lied awake in bed somewhere abroad, wishing only to ever see his face again, selfishly? that stupid…. beautiful face….
❛ jesse – ❜ this time, it is she who grabs hold of him. wary that he might disappear all over should she not hold tight enough. worried to her bones that this opportunity might be one of their very last. she cannot let it slip away. not again. not so easily. o cruel and ungentle fate, how he drifts between her fingers like sand – she would cling, if she must. thin arms encircle at his neck, resting against the broad of his shoulders as the tiny doktor reaches to kiss him in return. once, twice, and again… ‘til she is smiling and kissing at the gruff of his cheeks and the top of his forehead. until every last bit of his face is peppered with expressions of her love.
❛ i missed these moments. ❜