There was an urgency in the way her lips bruised his. Almost as if she was telling him "You come back to me in one piece, I swear" through nothing more than raw, perfect, emotion.
His hand fell on her hip, the fingers pressing into the fabric of her dress. His other hand tangled with hers, allowing a firm squeeze to tell her it was going to be okay.
And when she pulled back, he saw the tears sparkling on her cheeks. The glistening water... it looked absolutely breathtaking. She wore everything well, including worry.
He mirrored her frown though inverted, a tender look in his eyes as he released her palm and cupped her cheeks. "Look, I may be a little reckless at times, but I promise- and I never break a promise- that I'll come back in one piece. Okay?"
She nodded slightly, turning her head to the side as the tears still slid down to her chin.
He knew she wasn't fully convinced, but he heard his name being called from the plane. "Hey, listen to me."
Her eyes fell on him, a sadness behind them that he was fighting off himself.
"You gotta trust me, I will be back."
She let her hands fall against his chest, wound into tight balls.
He rushed her bangs out of her face, and laid a soft kiss on her forehead, the shouting from the plane only getting louder. A sigh brushed his lips, blowing her bangs slightly. "I gotta go..."
Slowly, his hand slid off her cheek as he turned away from her.
Her hand jerked out, reaching to his back. "WAIT!"
He turned slightly.
"... Let me hear you say it again..."
He knew exactly what she meant, the words she spent too long trying to hear. He wasn't about to hold them from her again. "I love you, Ames."
"I love you, too..."
A/N: So, as it might turn out, I'm not really dead! Praise the lord above! I'm not exactly back, but I just wanted to write a little something for you guys. ;v;