Hide It All
Arcturus
10-04-2022, 09:08 PM
As Vanille lifted her head from his chest and her pale pink gaze found his, a small smile pulled at his lips. It amazed him sometimes how happy she made him just simply being with him. When she replied to his question he could tell she wasn't entirely okay despite her saying that she was, but he didn't press her further on it for now. Slowly as they continued to spend time together he could feel her beginning to open up to him more and more and he was happy to just be with her and be the support she needed whenever she wanted him to be. "You know you're always welcome to be," he told her quietly when she said how she just wanted to be with him, his paws continuing to rub along her back in slow, soothing circles while her attention seemed to wander for a moment with her paws on his chest.
Eventually her gaze refocused on his as she told him how she just wanted things to get better. His gaze softened with understanding, giving her a quiet nod as his head rested on the furs as well with his nose nearly touching hers, giving her a gentle squeeze in his embrace. Even though he had gotten to a point now where he could mostly go on about his life without feeling as if he might slip back into the state he had been in, there were good and bad days and he knew what the worst of those days had been like. He didn't think or assume that she considered this the worst of it, but he understood what she meant. He couldn't count how many times he had thought the same thing. "They will," he promised softly, one of his large paws sifting up to her cheek with a little smile. He tipped his muzzle up to hers, pressing a tender kiss to her lips. "We'll get there together."
"Arc & Vanille"
Eventually her gaze refocused on his as she told him how she just wanted things to get better. His gaze softened with understanding, giving her a quiet nod as his head rested on the furs as well with his nose nearly touching hers, giving her a gentle squeeze in his embrace. Even though he had gotten to a point now where he could mostly go on about his life without feeling as if he might slip back into the state he had been in, there were good and bad days and he knew what the worst of those days had been like. He didn't think or assume that she considered this the worst of it, but he understood what she meant. He couldn't count how many times he had thought the same thing. "They will," he promised softly, one of his large paws sifting up to her cheek with a little smile. He tipped his muzzle up to hers, pressing a tender kiss to her lips. "We'll get there together."