Author: No words needed, just read it. Pure Nichorello love here. (season 4, the last episode)

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Nicky's POV

As we lean on the fence, the silence and the sorrow pressing down on us, I steal a glance or two at you. You are absolutely beautiful. To be honest, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, even now when you have mascara smudged all over your cheeks. Your brown, softly curled hair bounces around your face in a way that is way too cheerful for the situation we're in. I don't mind. I never do. Your lipstick glimmers in the sun, being the only thing that's not messed up right now.

Watching you stare into the distance, I can't help myself but think how I am not the one you want. How I feel like I meant nothing to you. How this is all wrong and I will eventually loose you.

I flinch at the thoughts, accidentally pulling you out of your trance.

It's your turn to stare at me. The tables have turned. You look at me, a concerned expression on your face. To calm me, you squeeze my hand tighter, making my heart ache harder.

We're both scared, your expression tells me. We're both scared and nothing more than mud in the shoes of the guards but we'll be okay, your eyes tell me, once they lock with mine. We'll make it, the chocolate orbs tell me.

I don't even want to know what my eyes give away. Do they betray me? Tell you how scared I am to loose you? Show you how much I want you? I turn my head away, too afraid that you'll push me away again, too afraid of getting hurt.

Your unique scent fills my nosethrills as you turn to me and take a step forward, closing the small distance between us. Your smooth hand cups my cheek, making me open my eyes in amazement.

You're so close but yet so far away. In every possible way. I close my eyes again, not willing to face the pain. I swallow, I am not suppose to be weak. I am not.

Your lips press on mine, breaking every single barrier inside and out. The kiss is chaste and I respond immediately, a tear tracking down my cheek. Is this how you say this is it? Do you feel sorry for me?

You break away but lean your forehead on mine. "Open your eyes." You whisper gently, your tone begging me not to hide from you.

I obey. I once in my life obey. If this is it, if you tell me that this is the end of it all, it's better to face it quickly.

I look you in the eyes, my own watering and dropping tears one by one. I want you to see my pain and all the feelings. I want you to know everything. I drop my guard down and let you in. Hope that I am enough.

I see no pity, no disgust, no regret in your eyes. I see something I haven't seen in a long time. Hope.

You smile and confuse me. What does this mean? I have a million questions running in my mind, warning me to stay away.

But I don't care. I am willing to take what you offer, even if I would end up hurting. I am willing to let you decide where this will go but for now, I want to settle to your embrace.

I see you're still smiling from ear to ear and it makes my heart cheer. In that moment, I know I will always be the one who makes you smile. I will always be enough. No one will ever be able to take you away from me because I'm yours and you're mine.

I hug you, feel how the laughter vibrates through your body as I press my nose to your neck. And in that moment, I can't help myself but smile.

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