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He looks so soft 🥹😍
@kolak-magiia asked: A certain red-headed aura comes staggering over with a deep yawn… and flops right up against Auri, unapologetically. Seems a certain Warrior of light needs a nap…~
There is, rather remarkably, rather little hesitation in the male wrapping his arms idly around his newfound company; evidently rather content at playing pillow for the moment. His silent remains, the momentary leaving of an encasing arm doing to so reach for a blanket 'pon the back of the couch. He wraps it quietly around her person, otherwise choosing to keep entirely still so she may sleep both safely and comfortably.
Small kiss to forehead included.
"I'm so sorry, Daryl. I screwed it up! I wanted everything to be perfect and—and I wanted to show you I could handle it and—" You were nearly frantic and Daryl stopped the rushed words spilling from your lips by grabbing your hand gently.
"Hey—" he shook his head. "S'alrigh'. It don't matter. I dun want ya to be perfect. I just want ya to be safe. Everythin' else is replaceable."
Tears welled up in your eyes and you leaned forward and kissed him, gently gripping the front of his jacket. "I don't deserve you," you whispered when you pulled back.
He clasped your face and shook his head. "I think the same damn thing 'bout you all the time. I dun deserve you."
Prompt: "I don't want you to be perfect. I just want you to be safe."
A/N: We all need to hear this some days.
Oh yes. He'd definitely be actually listening as well. He's a slut for your words, what can you say? (Apparently everything and he'll listen while smiling like a fool)
But the quiet nights. Gosh. Innocently laying together and just talking, discovering little hidden features, small pecks. Suddenly laughing at the contrast in his behaviour because in that moment he's so soft but like an hour ago he was bending you over the kitchen counter aggressively and coaxing you into believing you can take him without lube too. Him being confused at why you're laughing.
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please, he can be so soft when he wants - tickling your back, reading your books together with his reading glasses on, him snoring away softly against your side while you're watching a film, his hands gripping your waist tightly even in his sleep. And just the two of you being able to talk for hours without getting bored, especially after sex when youre both sated and sweaty, legs tangled up and faces so close your noses are almost touching, breathing the words right into the others mouth
omg hi torald 🥹
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