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Garmadon never thought he’d be in a situation like this; holding the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his arms. He had always felt he was destined for a life of solitude and misery, especially since his father liked to remind him that no one would love him with his… condition.
Regardless of his past, here he was.
Misako lay sleeping in his embrace. He had finally convinced her to rest after she nearly collapsed from exhaustion. University was kicking her ass, Garmadon was sure she would’ve died if he wasn’t here to remind her that her health mattered more than her grades. He stroked her messy, unbraided hair with a smile. Misako was a stubborn woman, almost as much as he was. Although it was an admirable trait to be stubborn and stand your ground Garmadon felt like it was possibly getting out of hand. He noted the dark circles under her eyes, her chapped lips and messy hair. Finals were approaching; Misako spent sun-up and sun-down studying at her desk, working on her thesis. He couldn’t help but miss the Misako he had grown accustomed to.
The fun-loving Misako who wouldn’t hesitate to throw her books down to go on all kinds of crazy adventures with him. The romantic Misako who always wanted to go on dates with him, or stay in bed with him all day. Garmadon knew he was being a bit selfish in his thinking, but it didn’t change how he felt. With a sigh, he pulled her sleeping body closer to his chest and closed his eyes. The semester would be over for her soon, he just had to make it through the next two weeks. He felt proud of her, kissing the top of her head and letting himself doze off into sleep.