1/31/2025, 3:15 AM
They almost wanted to say it already happened. The words bubbled at the tip of their tongue, ready to be unleashed like a storm. But, gently, they pressed their teeth to the tip of their tongue. Instead, a laugh rumbled up from somewhere in their diaphragm.
I can teach you too.That would make them feel somewhat better, at least. But that was for later. Right now, Geraint had Nightingale, and a field of flowers, and the shivery feeling that came after the adrenaline rush was over. They lifted their head to place it atop Nightingale’s, taking as deep a breath as their lungs would allow.
I missed you.This still didn’t feel real, but it had to have been. If it wasn’t, it was the cruelest thing the universe had ever done to them.