Archive of Our Own

He’s not with me tonight, but I fall asleep to his scent. I feel warm when I imagine him, my eyes closing with his comforting presence in my thoughts.

He stays with another, but I know I’m important to him too. He’ll show me the ways of our kind; he’ll teach me to control my instincts - utilize and shape them, without losing myself.

I remember earlier when he held me, wiping away my tears. My pain convinces him; in me he sees himself.

We love those who we do not deserve, only to deserve each other in the end.