The Red Means I Love You

El preens - there's no other word for it. she feels like she's glowing beneath his attention, incandescent with happiness and contentment and something distinctly smug. mine. she's allowed to think it now as she lets her gaze travel over Red's striped coat, relishing in every little detail. she feels a wonderful cocktail of possession and collector, owner and owned. El lets her eyes flutter shut as he presses a kiss to her forehead, that delicious fluttery feeling exploding through her. "i'm gonna visit again really soon," she murmurs, eyes still shut, unwilling to withdraw and break the warmth of this moment. "now that i'm able, i want you to show me all your favourite places." he's been all over Boreas, after all; she'll have to catch up. she wants to be worthy of him, this fierce boy with his fighting prowess and important rank. wants to be an equal, someone he can be proud to have by his side. eyes blinking open, El finally disentangles herself with a reluctant sigh. already she misses the feel of him against her, his scent and voice. "i'll see you again, Red." a promise, solidified between them in the open air, to herself as much as Red. she's already anticipating their next meeting.