[She lays on his chest, and the steady thump of his heart is absolute comfort, quiet and heady. She just lets her eyes close, just a little bit.
He doesn’t talk about his emotions but he shows them as obviously as anything. The way he holds her now, the way he moves her to make sure she doesn’t hurt. The curve of his fingers.
The fierceness of his love isn’t nearly as surprising as the tenderness of it.]
Charles.
[She brings his hand to her mouth and presses tender kisses to his fingers, and then to his wrist.]
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He doesn’t talk about his emotions but he shows them as obviously as anything. The way he holds her now, the way he moves her to make sure she doesn’t hurt. The curve of his fingers.
The fierceness of his love isn’t nearly as surprising as the tenderness of it.]
Charles.
[She brings his hand to her mouth and presses tender kisses to his fingers, and then to his wrist.]
Certainly everyone here knows it.