Naminé can't say the way Zexion taps out a pulse on her ribcage hurts. Neither do the whisper-light fingers tracing the curve of her collarbone, the cradling angle of his arms or the wavering cadence of their breathing.
She can't say it hurts, but maybe it pulls on her mostly-empty chest. Maybe it aches with the fact that despite the attempt, he's still cold. Or because she's just waiting for his act to scatter like so many times before in shards of denial while hers holds on for a bit longer in the embrace.
But for now, for the moment that he isn't quite caring and not really indifferent, she just smiles a bit into his fringe and doesn't bother with pulling it away.
He feels real enough for now.
A.N. – I just have no idea. But I like it anyways…
Taliax, I'll just keep thanking you. 'Awesome' fell short; you pick an appropriate adjective :)
As for everyone, thanks as well for reading! Same as always, in loose legalese, only the attempts at plot/the drabbles belong to me- characters to Square-Enix/Disney where due, challenge to Wishing-Fire and the pairing to whomever was the first person who coined it… I know I didn't xD
See you real soon and have a grand time!
