[she lives for every time he kisses her, sparks of something needy and warm settling in her chest.
she doesn't know when he's going to revert back, so she soaks this up, takes advantage of every single second. the way her lips feel almost kissed sore, the way his skin is warm against her own, the way she can feel his pulse almost in her own ears. he'll care about her as long as he's alive. it makes her feel like she wants to cry, overwhelmed with the feeling of it. in a good way.
after a moment, she nudges at him. eases him so they can lay out flat on the blankets, on the beach in the sand, and curl up in each other. look at the stars.
they can just do that, until the party ends, somewhere. a safe haven, under the blankets, under the bright and beautiful night sky.]
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she doesn't know when he's going to revert back, so she soaks this up, takes advantage of every single second. the way her lips feel almost kissed sore, the way his skin is warm against her own, the way she can feel his pulse almost in her own ears. he'll care about her as long as he's alive. it makes her feel like she wants to cry, overwhelmed with the feeling of it. in a good way.
after a moment, she nudges at him. eases him so they can lay out flat on the blankets, on the beach in the sand, and curl up in each other. look at the stars.
they can just do that, until the party ends, somewhere. a safe haven, under the blankets, under the bright and beautiful night sky.]