He threaded his fingers through her hair, letting the locks of fine silk glide over his skin. He inhaled the soothing scents of jasmine and tea , the way the scent clung to her skin almost lovingly . He buried his nose into the crook of her neck taking in long drags of her scent, she was utterly adictive.
Her skin felt like ice, cold and clamy. His arms tightened around her small frame holding her close to his body almost protectivly, he whispered soft words and promises into her skin. He wished he could hold her close to him forever. And in a way he would. He would always have a small piece of her.
The coppery scent of the room around him filtered in , he pressed his face closer against her skin trying to block out the smell.
" Changling..." He could feel nightwings hand firmly on his shoulder. He didn't wanna pull away. He couldnt. He didn't wanna open his eyes. Because then it would all be real. He clung to her body like a life line. He needed her right now. He couldn't face this alone.
Reluctantly he pulled himself from her,his arms going slack before sliding away from her and falling to his sides, his fingers scraping the floor of the infirmary. His vision blurred as he opened his eyes. The sight of her body slack against the crisp white sheets, now tainted red made his blood boil Hotly before simmering down. He tore his gaze from her to look up at Nightwing, in his arms was a small bundle, he could make out the small tuff of plum colored hair that peeked out. He felt his heart contract with emotion , he gave Nightwing a pleading gaze ashe lifted his hands towards the bundle.
With a sad look etched into his face he handed Changling the bundle , he watched as his team mate cradled it close to his chest and weeped. Weeped for his loss. And weeped for the beauty he saw.
Changling softly petted the plum colored hair atop the baby's head. She resembled her father , a man that had died earlier that day, but what few features she had of her mother's , were striking and held him captive.
He cradled Raven's daughter in his arms, willing to love her as his own. He would spoil her and care for her to best of his ability.
"She's beautiful . .." He chocked back a sob as he leaned back on his haunches . Holding her close .
Ya I'm in that mood . Idk I'll probably be posting short couple hundred words,short story ideas that pop up in my head. If you add me on tumblr I'll post them from time to time.