dubbiel:

golden-fate:

dubbiel:

*sees it around her neck as he turns to sit on the bed, pulling her down on it, liking the way it looked on her, liking seeing a part of him that she would always be able to keep*

Thank you…

No, thank you.

*puts her hand over his*

It means a lot to me that you’d want me to keep it.

*stares at her awkwardly for a moment before shoving her down onto the pillows*

Right.  Well, time for you to go to sleep.

*stubbornly pulls him down with her*

It sounds almost like you’re eager for me to fall asleep. You don’t think they’ll come tonight, do you?