ғɪɴɢᴇʀᴛɪᴘs ʙʀᴜsʜ ɢᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴀᴄʀᴏss ʜɪs ғᴏʀᴇʜᴇᴀᴅ. tiny strands of white falling across his face, down onto his cheeks. she was sure she had memorized every single line on his face by now. how his brows seemed permanently knitted together, even in sleep, but especially when he concentrated. or how his lips lifted up just slightly at his cupid’s bow, a place she had KISSED so many times before, and one she still longed to kiss even now. but she was glad of the rhythmic falling and rising of his chest with every deep breath he took in sleep. times like these gave her moments, STOLEN little moments that she was able to keep with her whenever their time was inevitably cut short. her head lowers onto the pillow next to his, her hand falling to caress his gently softly until he stirs, just barely. “ go back to sleep. i’m still here... “ ----------------- @amongstars ( geralt )
