(sorry my tumblr is tweaking so i just had to take a screenshot 🤧 ALSO I LOVE THEIR SHIP ITS LOWK SOOOO CUTE)
@ask-declanwilsons
She was pouring over documents when she heard the knock at her door, thankful for the interruption — whatever it may be. She put her paperwork away for the night — choosing sanity over deadlines — and sighed, stretching her arms and her wings before standing and making her way to the door.
She opened it softly, expecting Price with a new stack of more paperwork to do or something of that effect, but no.
It was Declan.
Something in her body eased itself, tension built up from hours of endless scribbling melting like a popsicle on a hot sidewalk. She rocked on her feet, considering going in for a hug. No. She wouldn’t.
Would she?
“Hi,” she finally breathed out, smiling softly.















