herdances.
her cheek feels the brunt of his heartbeat, and the sound is enough to relax her, limbs becoming lead. ❛ i went for swan lake, but that was very much work, yes ? i did not go to the tower, i did not visit any places i used to love … i will need to go again. you will come as my boyfriend, you idiot. ❜
he traces through the strands of black, kissing the top of her head, “ no time for fun ? ahh, mi reina... you missed out. now we have to go, see all of your favourite places, the things you love, the cuisine, the language.. la cultura francés ! and i will come as your boyfriend slash bodyguard. ”











