@shegunner says , a kiss from tanya !
it seems to be one of those days where both a struck with a sadness too heavy for either of them to carry. he’d shown up at her doorstep with her favorite takeout, too struck by his own self-imposed guilt to be able to indulge in his own favorite, and knew from the moment she’d opened the door that she needed him as much as he needed her. not much has been said amongst the two of them, eating their food in silence in front of whatever tanya had been watching on the telly, taking a bath together and eventually ending up curled up against one another in her bed.
cedric can barely be found between the hood of his sweater, tanya’s fluffy pillows and blankets and her dark locks swirling around him. at last the corners of his mouth twist in the effort of keeping the tears away that he’s been holding back all day, and he finds nothing better to stop it than find tanya and kiss her forehead. the inhale that follows is sharp and traitorous, a whiny sound that makes cedric cringe. he feels her thump wipe away the tear that had escaped. her hand rests on his cheek, warmth steeping from it, when she kisses him proper; a gesture of love and comfort both desperately cling to. cedric pours his entire heart into it, eager to show her that despite his sorrows, he’ll always have more love for her.
he doesn’t know how long they stay like this. foreheads pressed together, wiping each other’s tears away when the other sniffles, inching closer to one another with every sob. cedric knows that he falls asleep at some point, his cheeks barely dry, but the hurt in his chest so engulfed with her love that it finally allowed him to close his eyes in peace.
