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“ What have you been doing? Getting more charming while you're out of my sight? ”
It's just a best to distract herself to not cry and blush at the same time, only letting a sharp chuckle escape her lips.
“ I see you in every second that my eyes are close. Do know that. ”
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Trembling sigh escape her lips as the warmth from his skin touches hers, she has long for this...
“ You have thought of me too highly. ”
Holding the back of his hand, she turn to place a soft kiss on the palm, slowly, deliberately taking her time.
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“ I do think I am for stubbornly getting mad at you. ”
The faintest sobs coming out of her, pathetic, really. Where did she left her dignity of the fiercest woman in town?
Apparently nowhere.
“ Welcome back. ”
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She simply lean into his body, already letting go— partially. Hands tightly grabs on his sleeves rather than his clothes.
“ Are you not going to call me insufferable too? ”
It was more of a statement, not a question.
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“ ... You are insufferable. ”
She whispers, small and weak, unlike the woman who fought until the last of her sanity drops, who constantly purrs at any attention fanning her way.
Broken, hollow, and yet she stands, holding him close still.
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Hands clinging to his attire, unwilling to let go just yet, nuzzle her own face into his shoulder.
For how long will she be able to have this chance?
That is another thing to ponder about later...
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Stubborn— yet those tears still fallen off her face.
A hug, loosely but not too much, also a silent rebel against him.
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