It was the way that those beads tore apart, and the way that she stood strong then, holding on to all that she'd ever really wanted.
He doubted that he'd ever be able to repay her for loving him far more than he'd ever have been able to do.
Kyo now watches the way she sleeps, breath puffing out delicately before he moves to lay back down and try to spend the next few moments lost in sleep like tranquility as he feels the rush of warmth in his chest, the racing heartbeat locked in there, nice and tight, and remembers how he falls again.
He would never admit to how loved she makes him feel as if suddenly she'd been one of only a few that had accepted who he was and loved him all the more; she never felt as if she'd become false to him, never seemed like she'd ever really want to leave.
The once cat of the Chinese zodiac lets his breath fade out and away from him as he leans closer, feels the steady warmth of the girl who's always been so kind to him, so open, and loved him more than anything that he'd ever have expected.
Tohru slept as if all worry had melted away somewhere in the middle of the night and as if she'd always wake up happier and safer than she'd ever been.
Kyo felt his eyes finally flutter back shut again as he tried to mold into the blankets for another moment as she cuddled closer.
It may take a whole lifetime, but he doubted even then that he'd be able to thank her for that day or be able to express how much he loved her; he wasn't any good at words, didn't know how to even begin yet he did know that he loved her.
She knew too, had listened to that whole first confession of his, held him closer when everything felt as if it were to be ripped away, and loved him back as if nothing could ever separate them.
He smiled and knew that she was the only one who could bring out that one kind of smile reserved just for her and that she was the only one who could make his heart warm to the touch and spread the gentle flicker of flames throughout him by simply being there.
Tohru Honda had become everything to the once cat of the zodiac, had become the one that so easily made him happier than most could ever dream of seeing from him, and now slept soundly just a hair breadth away from the man that she'd married and gladly taken his last name.
She was his wife, his precious Tohru Sohma, and he couldn't be happier than he was now as he finally took a small nap by her side again as the day only began to grow a little warmer, a little more alive outside.