❛ what thoughts occupy that beautiful head and steal you away from me, my love? relax, let me in. ❜
"Just tired, my dearest." It's not a lie... he is tired in a way he can't seem to articulate, in a way that no amount of rest could remedy. He'll reach for her, hands settling in hers, unsteady gaze meeting hers. Oh, he loves her so dearly. He hadn't meant to worry her. "Can we... go sit down for a bit?"











