Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes:Takes place late in the series
This is so going to come back to bite me.
And what makes things worse is that I knew that right from the beginning that it would. I knew there was a chance she could get hurt (and she did), that there could be a chance that I was misreading her affections (and I sort of was, at least at first). And even when things worked out for the best… I knew it wouldn't stay that way. I knew that it would at some point have to end, quickly and painfully.
But apparently that didn't stop me.
Honami curls into me, and without thinking I wrap an arm around her. Her heater's busted, so all we really have to keep us warm is the comforter and each other. My hand drifts down her back, feeling bare skin under my palm.
I'm okay with a little cold.
What I'm not okay with, however, is how I let things get… this far. I mean, even I should know better. I've known better from the beginning.
She makes a contented sound as she pillows her head on my chest, and I feel a familiar warmth go through me.
"I guess…" I whisper to myself so Honami won't hear, "there are some feelings that will never change."