FALLING, FALLING
oh. i’m in love with you. she stands in the doorway and feels somewhat giddy with it, gripping tightly onto the wall for balance. all the air in her lungs is suddenly helium. that’s what this is, she thinks again, i’m in love. she knew this already, of course. she just — never had the words to put to the emotion. how could anyone not love suletta mercury with every bone in their body?
or: miorine, love, and time. written for the @femslashevents valentines gift exchange!
read it here! rating: G relationships: suletta/miorine













