“ you tell me that what your eyes see and what your ears hear makes your heart yearn, yet ache at the same time. so. . I’ll eliminate at least one of the former. so that you might feel the depth of your heart’s desires fully. ”
you are so dramatic~
( she giggles as he kisses her, returning the gesture just as sweetly to his cheek )
I worry for YOU, and your tendency toward the earth’s chill.
come on, then,
( still holding his hand, Mina traipses through the call toward their coat room, going so far
( her smile turns fond as he speaks, instinctively bringing their linked hands close to heart so that he might be warm )
I would love nothing more. ah—- but you’ll need your coat. and perhaps a scarf.
I can’t have you freezing up on me 🎶
( and it is impossible for her to resist the softness in his gaze, her hand finding his as a thoughtful hum leaves her chest )
how beautiful the world looks this time of year. the changing of the leaves, especially.
shh, shhh.
( her fingers slip to the hair at the back of his head, holding him ever so gently as he comes back into consciousness. his gaze first greets the warmth of her smile and the softness of her demeanor )
there you are. you see—-?
I’ve got you, safe and sound.
( he's not gone too long, blinking back into consciousness a few moments later; hands clutching her shoulders like he'll slip away. )
I'm - I'm so sorry, I've never - aha .. ha... goodness me.
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I dozed off this afternoon and dreamt of riding on horseback through a snow—covered countryside 💭
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( oh dear—-
she catches the back of his head with her hand, giggling as he slumps unceremoniously into his chair. he’s adorable, really, even if it’s unintentional on his part )
oh my, and now I’ve stopped his poor heart ~
oh, my sweet thing,
( she leans forward, across the table and close enough that she might press her lips ever so gently to the center of his forehead )
there is nothing to fear. you are safe here. and you will always be well taken care of.
( her thumb greets his skin with welcoming grace, massaging circles delicately into his flesh. his leaning into her hold only seems to accentuate the warmth behind its offering— there is, in her hands, a safe place to rest in literal terms )
yours will too. there is always more.
( she offers him an understanding smile, hand moving to cup his cheek in now gentle reassurance )
then I will not go. I will stay here with you, and we may speak. or sit in silence. or do anything in between such that you prefer.
Replying to @AUTOPSYGOD
... I don't want you to go. It feels like forever since someone has truly listened.
“ you have only listened to what was aligned to your eyes, and what they believed. ”
he can’t see her smile, but it’s apparent in presence when she speaks.
“ you must listen with your whole heart without any misguiding signs. ”
I disagree.
( she cuts into her dinner with the same sort of casual nature, raising her gaze to meet his after a long moment of thought )
I do not believe cruelty to be innate or natural. nor do I believe that anyone can deserve such treatment from the hands of their fellow man.
“ why be scared when you could be excited? ”
she exhales through her nose, chuckling. standing in her toes to reach his height, Mina carefully raises her hands to cover his eyes.
“ listen to your heart. the direction it pulls you in is all that matters. ”
( his reaction only seems to further amuse her—- but she, truly, doesn’t want to scare him, so she busies her hands with setting the table with their dinner. roasted quail and diced vegetables over rice, still steaming bowls of hearty soup, cups of wine perfectly poured.




