never change

[waywardwind]

[He just got careless. And now he's paying for it in bed arrest.

... well, not for long, he thinks.





Now the problem is to how to bypass her...]

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[lethechained]

[Exactly. If she were too afraid of him, that wouldn't be a healthy relationship.]

[Good, because she's sliding her other hand up to settle her fingers in the crook of his neck, anyway.]

[waywardwind]

[He lets it last for a while before pulling away, but not completely, his face still close to hers.]

You are amazing.

[lethechained]

[Her breath comes out as something half a gasp and half a laugh, face almost ducking shyly but stopping when her nose brushes the side of his. Her hands move to settle her fingers warmly around the back of his neck.]

Only because you think I am. I think that word would be better for you.

[waywardwind]

Namine, I've been saying this for years. You need to believe me one of these days.

[lethechained]

[Her lips press together for an instant, though she smiles.]

I know. I believe that you mean it.

[Excuse her while she trails a finger along the hair at the nape of his neck.]

Maybe one of these years I'll see it, too.

[Truthfully, she's surprised she's been hearing it for so long.]

[waywardwind]

[Hey stop that tickles. Watch him squirm.]

Why not now?

[lethechained]

[Fine, fine, she'll stop. Her hands are staying where they are, even as she shrugs.]

I guess I just... haven't forgotten my mistakes, yet.

[waywardwind]

... Namine, it's been years.

[):]

[lethechained]

....

[She leans in to settle the side of her face against his.]

I know. But I... I don't think I'll ever be able to make up for what I've done. Not truly.

[waywardwind]

[His hand moves to rub her back.]

Of course you will.

[lethechained]

[She draws only her head back so that she can look at him more properly.]

But what if it's not possible?

[waywardwind]

We'll make it possible.

[lethechained]

[At first, she frowns, studying him - but soon enough it becomes a fraction of a smile.]

You just won't give up on me, will you?

[waywardwind]

Nope, never ever.

[lethechained]

[Her eyes are warm, and her smile just as much so, even as she glances down and back up at him.]

I guess that's why I'll never give up on you, either.

[waywardwind]

... is that why you won't let me leave the room.

[;; /what]

[lethechained]

[-- Pardon her giggle.]

Pretty much.

[Here, she'll make up for it a little bit - one hand moves to curl her fingers under his chin when she leans in to press a brief smooch to his lips.]

It's for your own good, Ven.

[waywardwind]

[Siiiiiigh.]

I know.

[lethechained]

It's not that bad, is it?

[Girlfrand's here to cuddle with him, and everything.]

[waywardwind]

You try and stay in bed all day.

[lethechained]

Sounds like a vacation.

[She's joking. Even she wouldn't enjoy that (very much).]

[waywardwind]

Keyblade wielders don't take vacations.

[lethechained]

No. But sometimes they do need rest.

[Here, have a gentle pap.]

It'll do you some good.

[waywardwind]

Rest? More like bed arrest.

[FEEL FREE TO HIT HIM FOR THE PUN.]

[lethechained]

[She is too nice a girlfriend to hit him! She will, however, laugh in his face.]

That was terrible, Ven.

[Even if she was still genuinely amused.]