One hand comes up to cover her mouth, trapping as much of his last kiss as possible to be cherished in the solitary days ahead. Because he's going, he's actually leaving, leaving her behind to be honorable even though there was a day not too long ago where he said discredited himself and that honor to be with her.
The other one comes to rest on her stomach. It's an unconscious choice, like she's trying to calm the storm within herself. But it could mean more.
A lot more.
They shared one night, only one night, but it meant more than the world to her. And it's a fantasy, merely a pipe dream, but…
But what if?
And she thinks about it. It's a wonderful memory, him coming to her when she'd locked herself away from the rest of town, to help him and his wife because he was an 'honorable man with a code,' and saying fuck it to his code because he loves her and she him and an entire night and most of the morning.
But it was a vault. And he wasn't from this realm and it was the heat of the of the moment and-
Shit.
It's bittersweet, bidding farewell to the man she knows as her soulmate, but as he passes over the town line, she bites her lip, the nerves getting to her as the realization finally dawns.
It might be a fantasy right now, but the hand on her stomach could grow to mean so much more.
a/n: im jumping in the whole oq speculation. because i really love them. also, i started wirting this while sober and im not right now but i dont see any red lines, so i apologize but i think im good about spelling and grammar.
thisll be interesting to read in the morning.