Hey! Just a quick oneshot post 6x22. I have never written for Steroline before, hopefully I'll be able to do more. Enjoy!
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He likes watching the moonlight dance on her skin. It was one of those rough nights, he knows, where she remembers everything and everything he's feeling is linked through their hands.
She wishes she was ready, wants to be with him, but can't quite move past the no humanity versions of themselves. Doesn't he see she ruins everything?
And didn't she see that he loves her, despite what she thinks?
And so they play, dance around each other, willing to throw the ball in each other's courts so they could avoid the pressure. Dance, he thinks, like the moonlight that illuminates her skin.
Someday, he thinks, it will illuminate them both.