@Elder-God-Jacks347
"I hate watching fights, I hate watching people getting hurt." She sniffled, only holding him tighter.
"I hate watching fights, I hate watching people getting hurt." She sniffled, only holding him tighter.
"Hopefully we won't have to do that anymore…" he murmured.
She squeezed her eyes shut, willing for her tears to stop. "I just don't want to see you hurt…"
"Hey.. it's gonna be ok…"
She pulled her head up to look at him, tears tracks marking her cheeks. "Will it though?"
"It always is…." said Skye gently.
She smiled a little, resting her forehead against his. "I don't deserve you, I really don't."
Skye smiled, rubbing her back, "I'm the one who doesn't deserve you"
"That's not true, you deserve so much better than me."
"I couldn't ask for anything better"
"That's just not true." Her smile widened a tiny bit.
"Yes it is"
"No it isn't, love."
"Are we seriously going to argue over this?" asked Skye, "I wish you would accept that you're enough for me"
"It's one of the few things in this world I feel extremely strongly about." She shrugged.
"Well it's the one thing I might consider changing about you."
"Good luck with that. You'll need it."
Skye smiled, pulling her close.
Her smile softened, her gaze dropping to the ground. "I love you."
"I love you too, more than anything" he whispered, hugging her tighter.
She smiled a little, holding him slightly tighter, like he'd slip away if she didn't.
Marco sighed, watching their embrace.
Skye pulled her as close as possible, pressing his nose into her hair, taking in her scent.
She relaxed, letting his arms be her safe space.
Skye sighed, never wanting to leave her side again.
(I want a picture of his so bad!)
"Right should we get going or are we going to just sit here?"
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