~Proximity~
It doesn't take much. Just a simple movement an act of leaning in closer to her; his hand cupping the side of her face. He's reminded of another time, another place and reflects on how things have changed so since then.
Hunted. Separated. Together finally.
But not for the worse, he thought, allowing himself to close the proximity between them and press his lips to hers, feeling gentle acceptance and his remaining doubts fall away.
~Finis~
Note: Maybe a tad bit sweet. ;) Post factory. Thanks for reading—no flames—reviews are always appreciated. :)