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After the disaster that was that last mission, you had holed yourself up in your room.
It probably would have gone by a lot more smoothly if you weren’t there.
Getting in the way.
Messing things up.
You took a deep breath.
Warm hands slid across your brown skin, grasping at your love handles.
“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”
You exhaled.
“Too much, huh?”
You wiped the tears from your watery brown eyes.
“Yeah, just… a lot.”
He nuzzled into your neck, delivering soft kisses to the brown skin.
“Wanna talk about it?”
Did you?
What was the point?
It was the same old, same old anyway.
You shrugged. “Same thing as always. Just… tired.”
He left one last searing kiss on your collarbone before turning you to face him. Gently cupping your face and whipping your tears.
“What can I do for you?”
You put your hands over his.
“You being here is enough.”
“But I can always do more.” He gave a light smile. “Wanna cuddle?”
You sighed, leaning into him.
“Always.”