[ the nod is more than what she could have asked for in response, so feeling move and lean into her almost feels like too much. but the breath that catches in her throat leaves in a soft exhale, relieved and and grateful. she's not foolish enough to think this is anywhere close to the end of the problems that brought him to her in the first place, but just maybe it means there's a new chapter ahead. another arc just beginning. ]
Takeshi. Tak.
[ she tries them out like a pair of new shoes — feeling shaky and tentative and like she's learning to walk all over again. tests the weight of them on her tongue and smiles around the ease with which her lips move to form each syllable.
in the air between them, limited as it is now that he's bridged that final gap, she can feel something shift, lock gently into place. (jagged little pieces finding spaces to fit into.)
her next movements are subtle ones — a nuzzle against his brow, a sweep of her thumb against his cheek. ]
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Takeshi. Tak.
[ she tries them out like a pair of new shoes — feeling shaky and tentative and like she's learning to walk all over again. tests the weight of them on her tongue and smiles around the ease with which her lips move to form each syllable.
in the air between them, limited as it is now that he's bridged that final gap, she can feel something shift, lock gently into place. (jagged little pieces finding spaces to fit into.)
her next movements are subtle ones — a nuzzle against his brow, a sweep of her thumb against his cheek. ]
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