I try to respond, only to find my throat's gone tight all over again. I settle for a quick nod, turning my hand over under hers to squeeze back, hesitant to look away from her face. God only knows how much time we have before I revert back to normal, and while I can't say I'm eager to return to my adolescent years, being able to have a moment like this...
It's worth it.
With my free hand, I reach to cup her cheek, my thumb tracing a familiar line over her cheekbone and down the line of her nose. My face breaks into a wide smile, senses working together to create a new memory.
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Date: 2013-08-07 06:52 pm (UTC)It's worth it.
With my free hand, I reach to cup her cheek, my thumb tracing a familiar line over her cheekbone and down the line of her nose. My face breaks into a wide smile, senses working together to create a new memory.