[ Your name is on the very tip of his tongue as he watches you drift off to somewhere he can't reach. He's shifting closer at that, reaching out to skim his palm over the curve of your waist and lean his forehead gently against your temple.
No words from him just yet. Sometimes, there are things you aren't ready to share and he gets that the offer to open up to him has to be on your terms.
He is here though, waiting with open arms and a shoulder to rest your head. He always will, to the best of his abilities. ]
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No words from him just yet. Sometimes, there are things you aren't ready to share and he gets that the offer to open up to him has to be on your terms.
He is here though, waiting with open arms and a shoulder to rest your head. He always will, to the best of his abilities. ]