[She cuts herself off, and he studies her face as if it will reveal the rest of her sentence to him. The thing is, though, it sort of does, and also he sort of didn't need it to, because he can pretty well guess at the sort of things she might have said.
Some part of him is still a little freaked out by how quickly things have happened. But, hell, maybe they're really just that good a fit for each other. Nothing wrong with that. And if the future changes, it changes. That's fine too. For now he relaxes as her fingers massage his scalp and closes his eyes. She does take care of him well.]
Told ya I got your back. Glad you've got mine, too. You can be downright ferocious when you set your mind to it.
[Or if not ferocious then very determined, but "ferocious" sounds cooler. It's how he'd want to be seen if he was in her shoes. She's just a cute little thing with a buried streak of fire in her that had been waiting all this time to burst into life.
He presses a quick kiss to the bridge of her nose, then reaches for that shampoo himself so he can return the favor and scrub his fingers through her hair. There's still bits of otherworldly mud caked in there, and it's satisfying to watch it run out and wash away.]
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Some part of him is still a little freaked out by how quickly things have happened. But, hell, maybe they're really just that good a fit for each other. Nothing wrong with that. And if the future changes, it changes. That's fine too. For now he relaxes as her fingers massage his scalp and closes his eyes. She does take care of him well.]
Told ya I got your back. Glad you've got mine, too. You can be downright ferocious when you set your mind to it.
[Or if not ferocious then very determined, but "ferocious" sounds cooler. It's how he'd want to be seen if he was in her shoes. She's just a cute little thing with a buried streak of fire in her that had been waiting all this time to burst into life.
He presses a quick kiss to the bridge of her nose, then reaches for that shampoo himself so he can return the favor and scrub his fingers through her hair. There's still bits of otherworldly mud caked in there, and it's satisfying to watch it run out and wash away.]