Date: 2021-02-08 06:13 pm (UTC)
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"Jesus Christ, kid," he says on an exhale, closing the distance between them, all but dropping the grocery bag as he flicks the cigarette away. Both his hands go to her face, cradling her cheeks, and he examines her, drinking her in, categorizing the differences from the last time he had seen her.

Longer hair. Brighter eyes. She looks like a weight has been lifted. Maybe not all of it, but some. Enough.

"Jesus Christ," he says again and then he has his arms around her, wrapping her up tight, hugging her against him and thinking about all the ways in which he isn't going to fuck this up. All the ways he isn't going to let her go.
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