Her hair is like velvet, resting across the pillows in thick, golden wisps as she slumbers. He watches the flicker of her golden-hued eyelids as she dreams and resists the
urge to press his hand to hers, resists the urge to climb into her mind as he's done so many times before. He sighs as he runs his webbed fingers down a strand of her
pale hair. So soft. He blinks at the sunlight filtering in from the curtains, the orange warmth spreading its embrace throughout the room. She sighs and presses closer to
him, her hands coming to rest on his chest as she smiles to herself, a sheepish smile that reminds him so much of when he first met her, a smile that makes her light
scars crinkle across her cheeks in the cutest way. Her near translucent skin turns a shade of gold that he knows well and he feels like laughing when he winds his fingers
with hers. Her eyes fly open and the milky golden irises he finds himself staring into shame the stars with their brilliance.
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