Double Drabble (200 Words)
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Little Things
He says he's entirely human now, but she isn't so sure. His eyes are an ordinary brown, but sometimes, when he's angry enough, she can see the gold in them. It's more subtle than blood red and turquoise blue, true, but it's not quite ordinary.
His nose is sensitive, as well. He can't quite read her faintest shift in mood from 100 paces now, but he knows almost before she does when she's sick, when she has a fever, when anything has changed.
His hand rests possessively over one of those changes now. It is a different hand from the one she knew, smoother, softer, though still square-palmed and long-fingered. The ragged claws have been replaced by smooth nails, neatly trimmed, though he eschews anything as fancy as a manicure. There is a faint line of earth under each nail, a testimony to his profession that allows him to be wrist deep in the past everyday. Now this hand guards the slight swell of her abdomen where their soon-to-be-child sleeps and grows. A lock of miso-red hair trails across his arm to rest on her chest.
No one thing about him can be said to be the same, and yet, it make no difference to her. Underneath all the little things, he is still the boy she loved, and that is all that matters.