When no further words exchanged, Kagome began to fidget, lacing restless fingers upon her lap with keen focus.
She heard him rise, collecting their dishes to the kitchen sink. The surrounding aura calmed somewhat, and before she knew it, he stood before her.
She felt small and foolish, almost wanting to cry. He was going to lecture her on her naivety, she just knew.
A curled finger brushed under her chin, gently tilting her head up to meet his gaze. Reflected back was a rare tenderness she was sure no one had ever bore witness.
It stole her breath away.
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Posted: April 16, 2020