[ she tracks him through the room with just her ears, listening to him step closer and kneel next to her with the soft grind of denim. then she can hear his breath, feel a wisp of it at the tip of her nose. she hears it change, too, and the effortlessness of staying still starts to seep from her. nonetheless, she remains there and he deprives her of the time needed to form any expectations or fret over a dearth thereof by slipping in a second later. ]
Did you even sleep? [ blindly, she reaches forward until she's touching him. his chest. with gentle probing from her fingertips along the crease of muscle at the centre, she hits upon his collar and then his skin, to which heat from the shower still clings. her lips relax into the bed of a smile. he missed her, obviously, so it's not as bad as it could be, admitting to herself that she missed him in kind: too strongly, unjustifiably, and in defiance of all precautions. ]
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Did you even sleep? [ blindly, she reaches forward until she's touching him. his chest. with gentle probing from her fingertips along the crease of muscle at the centre, she hits upon his collar and then his skin, to which heat from the shower still clings. her lips relax into the bed of a smile. he missed her, obviously, so it's not as bad as it could be, admitting to herself that she missed him in kind: too strongly, unjustifiably, and in defiance of all precautions. ]