Sanvers week Day 1
« You are too good to me, Saywer. Sometimes, especially right now, I think you aren't real. Like you are... »
Alex shakily sighed, intertwining her fingers with Maggie's, enjoying the closeness and the warmth. She wasn't dreaming, this Maggie was real.
« Like I am?»
Maggie asked, leaving a kiss on the agent's upper back, precisely on one of her scars.
« ...one of my dreams. One of those too good to be true. »











