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candace stood in front of dehya who sat quietly on the couch, staring straight ahead.
“why do you keep doing such reckless things, dehya?” candace shook her head, moving her arms from where they were, crossed in front of her chest.
“because,” dehya sighed. “my arm is worth saving plenty of other people, candace.” dehya looked up at the blue-haired girl, who took a seat next to her.
“you’re lucky they didn’t actually go through with it,” candace massaged her temples, setting a hand on dehya’s thigh. “please, don’t do anything like this again.” candace looked directly into dehya’s piercing blue eyes, which looked guilty.
“i won’t.” dehya looked at her feet.
“good,” candace leaned in for a kiss, dehya returning the gesture.
the two sat, limbs tangled, for what felt like ages. dehya dozed off in candace’s arms, the lack of sleep finally beginning to catch up with her. dehya’s hands wrapped gently around candace’s arms, head buried in the crook of her neck. her heartbeat matching with dehya’s, candace had to fight off sleep. she lifted the sleeping dehya and shut off the lights before trudging to the bedroom, exhaustion threatening to take her over. candace carefully laid dehya down on their unmade bed, tucking her under the covers before climbing in herself. even in the dark her shield glimmered on the wall, dehya’s greatsword mounted next to it. dehya had sprawled herself out on the bed, feet hanging off, and as candace pulled her back on the bed, she couldn’t help but smile.
“laughing at me?” dehya mumbled sleepily.
“never, my dear.” candace intertwined her fingers with dehya’s, who turned to face candace.
“you’re lucky i’ve still got this hand,” dehya chuckled as candace playfully slapped her on the arm. dehya drowsily pulled candace closer, kissing her cheek before laying her head on her chest. “goodnight, candace.” dehya whispered contentedly, breathing in the fresh scent of her wife.
“goodnight, dehya.” candace dozed off, eyes shutting softly with a small smile on her lips.