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W-Watch:
That item.
The beautifully crafted pocket watch connected to a golden chain made strong for the events it would be going through.
So important to both of their lives, Chrno knew that Rosette meant business when she opened the pocket watch, and he knew that she had her own reasons for doing so at the right times, but the way she clung to the golden watch at night…that was something very close and personal to him.
Even in her sleep she wrapped her right hand around the outside of the watch, just in case something happened. Did she dream about protecting the ones that she loved? About dying for them like he had so many times in the past?
The demon closed his eyes as he sat back and watched the blonde Nun dream about things he did not, or could not understand and a smile came across his face. Rosette was everything he couldn't be, every inch of human he had wanted to be. He had known from their first meeting that she was going to be different from any other human he had known, but he didn't know just how much different she would be. So much like Mary, and yet there were things about the Nun that took him by surprise. She always caught him off guard with her emotions and actions, and there were times where he almost forgot that she was as young as she truly was.
Sighing, Chrno glanced away from Rosette's face, and caught himself staring at the watch once more.
The piece that held back his demon powers was small enough to fit in the palm of Rosette's palm, and yet large enough to catch the attention of certain demons bent on destroying the both of them. Small for something that held such a responsibility.
It had been a gift from Shader.
It hadn't been changed since the day he received it, the only thing that did change was the carrier. Did she have any idea of the power behind the watch? Was that why she had given it to him? Was she doing her best to protect Mary, and now Rosette?
No. Don't think about that now.
Slowly, he inched forward to the bed and he ran his index finger down the golden covering of watch, just between the area where Rosette's fingers could not touch one another or cover. It had fallen cold in the night, but he could feel some heat radiating from Rosette's sleeping body. Smiling, he moved his hand upwards, and rested it against the right side of Rosette's warm face.
As much as he loved Rosette, he could never see himself getting away with touching her face sensually while she was wide-awake. He knew that she would blush and pull away, or smack him upside of the head after biting his head off, but he wanted to see what it felt like with her.
"Rosette," he whispered with a soft smile coming across his lips.
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