39. Cologne
4th out of 5 in one shot upload. Btw I feel like I'm incredibly sappy in this one. .
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Warnings: Sappyness overdose?
Disclaimer: Don't own sailormoon.
Usagi snuck one of Mamoru's shirts from the wardrobe to wear after a hot shower. He wasn't home yet and wouldn't be, since he was doing the night shift at the hospital. She put on the long sleeved shirt that seemed to drown her small body and wrapped herself in it, inhaling his scent. I don't even need his cologne. His scent on the shirt is enough. She thought, smiling to herself as she prepared her stuff for the next day. She fluffed the pillows and let down her hair, preparing for sleep.
In the hospital, Mamoru was packing up after his last patient. He locked the door and made sure everything was packed neatly just like always. Getting into the car, he took out his wife's old handkerchief and breathed deeply into it, like it was a ritual he always did after work. Her scent never failed to soothe him when she wasn't beside him. He couldn't wait to get home.
Mamoru unlocked the door and shrugged off his jacket on the couch. Walking into the bedroom, the image of his love wearing one of his shirts to sleep was especially endearing. He crawled over his side of the bed, his fingers moving to part away the hair that covered her sleeping face. Bending down, he kissed her lightly on the lips and whispered to her ears.
"I love you."
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