Like It Should Have Been [pt 3]
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He wondered if the deepening red of his face could be felt where her paw made contact with his face, despite the fact that there was no opportunity for him to hide it visually. Vox's head shook slightly as the slightest hint of laughter escaped from his lips.
"Everything. A lot to think about, huh?"
His eyes fell down and to the right, tracing the grain on the patches of makeshift floor as he softly hummed to himself in thought. The only luxury gained over the past day had been a temporary reprieve from the inevitable and existential - at least, until the scout learned of his second untimely demise.
"But... us... I think we have time, Tree. I didn't know that we would this time yesterday, but we don't have to figure this all out right now. We can just..."
He softly took her arms and brought them to his waist, stepping the smallest bit closer and gazing deeply into her eyes. Everything beyond her was a blur, and if he could make it last forever, he would.
"Hey. It's nice to see you again."
Before she could respond, the scout leaned in with a hand cupped under her jaw and thumb bracing her cheek as his lips met hers - all intention to act in brevity suspended as he willed the heavens to keep them rooted there for the remainder of their natural lives.
