(it's still something he has difficulty voicing, trying to put it properly into words how important she is in his life, and how much he never wants to see her in harm.
but she's here with him now, alive and healthy and though there's consistently bumps in the road, she's happy. she's here with him now, changing the flowers in her mother's vase with a smile on her face, no doubt the way she does this task every morning.
and syaoran wants to protect that smile, that joy. the soft mutter of his name makes something warm and soothing bloom in his heart, putting him at peace even a little.
until it registers what he did, and syaoran finds himself going bright red as he quickly breaks the hug, gently pushing her away by her shoulders, but not breaking physical contact just yet.) S-Sorry!
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but she's here with him now, alive and healthy and though there's consistently bumps in the road, she's happy. she's here with him now, changing the flowers in her mother's vase with a smile on her face, no doubt the way she does this task every morning.
and syaoran wants to protect that smile, that joy. the soft mutter of his name makes something warm and soothing bloom in his heart, putting him at peace even a little.
until it registers what he did, and syaoran finds himself going bright red as he quickly breaks the hug, gently pushing her away by her shoulders, but not breaking physical contact just yet.) S-Sorry!