This loss feels like a welcome home

His eyelids drooped, and a yawn split his muzzle. He knew his abused body needed rest, and his mind was aching. He couldn’t promise Tamsyn that he would always be able to hold onto this feeling of being able to stay, but for the moment it was enough. He had her, and he would stay. For now, for now. He would see how many ‘for nows’ he could stretch for her sake.

Tamsyn’s upper body was half buried in him, and shaking back another yawn he gently pried himself free of her grip. But, not for long. He gently gripped her nape and tugged lightly, indicating for her to move forward, before nipping her side gently. Telling her without words, to hop up on the small, cramped healers bed. She didn’t need much encouragement before she was hopping up there with him. He had moved aside as much as possible, to give her room. When she joined him, he spread out his shoulder for her to lean against. Careless of his many injuries. He tucked his head into the nape of her neck. Feeling more comfortable and at home as he had for a while. For the moment everything was okay. Clinging to Tam might not be the healthiest thing to do, but she insisted he stay. She would have to live with the consequences.

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