[Just how much they mean to each other, in this moment, needs no label.
It's a surprise to feel this content about the situation. There's no inherent need building in him to get up and get dressed, to get under the covers, to find an excuse to leave, nor to struggle for a topic of conversation.
Instead, he lets her come to rest beside him, shifting only when she makes her intent to lean against him known, an arm slowly pushing under her body to slip over her waist, holding her there against his side.
That smile, despite the shyness in it feels like one of the most open gestures she's shown him in years. They're fine here, in their little bubble.
Only, when his eyes meet hers again, the contented smile disappears and perhaps the slightest hint of pink tinges his cheeks.]
Lol. It's fine!!! <3333
It's a surprise to feel this content about the situation. There's no inherent need building in him to get up and get dressed, to get under the covers, to find an excuse to leave, nor to struggle for a topic of conversation.
Instead, he lets her come to rest beside him, shifting only when she makes her intent to lean against him known, an arm slowly pushing under her body to slip over her waist, holding her there against his side.
That smile, despite the shyness in it feels like one of the most open gestures she's shown him in years. They're fine here, in their little bubble.
Only, when his eyes meet hers again, the contented smile disappears and perhaps the slightest hint of pink tinges his cheeks.]
Well, of course.