💫 - Wren
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“God, how did I get so lucky?” Iridessa wondered, a smile on her face as she watched Wren as he cooked dinner. “I think I could stare at him forever. …But really, how is he fair? Tall, pretty eyes, muscles, tattoos, nice voice–oh!” Iridessa froze as Wren suddenly turned to her, his teasing quip asking if she was “enjoying the view” making her laugh and he smiled, staring at her for a moment before returning his gaze back to the food. “…And a pretty smile. Sweet and caring, protective under that cool exterior. I’d always wanted to have a happy relationship where I loved someone and they loved me just as much in return.” Iridessa’s eyes softened, a faint blush coloring her cheeks as she looked down with a grin. “…And I think I’ve found one.”