[For just a second, Luca's hand shies back, almost as if he's been burned. His heart kicks up a notch, feeling high within his throat. It takes him a moment to swallow the discomfort down, and another still to reach out and lock his fingers around Zahliya's in kind.
It feels nice, he won't deny that. The night feels far less oppressive when he has someone beside him. And while Zahliya's presence won't diminish the voice squawking within the back of his mind, it makes it just that little bit more bearable, at least until he falls asleep.
There are, ultimately, worse things to have to "suffer."]
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Date: 2024-03-03 01:11 am (UTC)It feels nice, he won't deny that. The night feels far less oppressive when he has someone beside him. And while Zahliya's presence won't diminish the voice squawking within the back of his mind, it makes it just that little bit more bearable, at least until he falls asleep.
There are, ultimately, worse things to have to "suffer."]