Talking about the memories is hard, harder than he wants to say. He moves
his hand against her, teasing her, wanting her to forget herself completely
if only for a few moments.
"I remember," he admits finally, his lips pressed to her ear as he whispers
the words. "I remember you sleeping with your head on my chest. Keeping the
nightmares at bay."
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Date: 2013-06-30 04:29 am (UTC)Talking about the memories is hard, harder than he wants to say. He moves his hand against her, teasing her, wanting her to forget herself completely if only for a few moments.
"I remember," he admits finally, his lips pressed to her ear as he whispers the words. "I remember you sleeping with your head on my chest. Keeping the nightmares at bay."