[ She gasps quietly. The scar is new, so is the way his eyes don't seem to track or focus. It's hard to speak around the lump in her throat, but she had promised herself that the next time they spoke face to face, she'd be smiling like he taught her to. Her hands reach back up for his face, thumb swiping along the discolored flesh of his scar. ]
Despite himself, Diego gives a little huff of laughter. It's an affectionate thing, more than mirthful, if such a thing is possible. He doesn't deserve her in the least.
But that isn't going to stop him from leaning in to kiss her smiling mouth. Alive, Mia is alive. Nothing else matters. ]
[ The familiarity of this floods back into her. His coffee-dark scent, the callouses on his hands, the prick of his beard, all the sensations that she'd done her best to put out of mind- they hit her all at once, making her feel warm, head to toe.
She makes a small, involuntary noise into the kiss, her hand slipping around the back to his neck to pull him against her. Diego is here, Diego is awake, Diego is kissing her. It's not the only thing that matters, but it's pretty damn important. ]
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That's a good look for you.
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Thanks, your mom technically gave it to me.Despite himself, Diego gives a little huff of laughter. It's an affectionate thing, more than mirthful, if such a thing is possible. He doesn't deserve her in the least.
But that isn't going to stop him from leaning in to kiss her smiling mouth. Alive, Mia is alive. Nothing else matters. ]
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She makes a small, involuntary noise into the kiss, her hand slipping around the back to his neck to pull him against her. Diego is here, Diego is awake, Diego is kissing her. It's not the only thing that matters, but it's pretty damn important. ]