“no, I suppose I can’t.” he shrugs, an amused sort of glint in grey eyes. his own hold slipping around her waist, fastening her in place. “you do allow it, though.”

and if he decides to stop waking up in the morning, what then ?

wants 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐌.. now, preferably.

laUNCHES himself at her

m e l t s under her touch, practically losing himself entirely to relief. “I missed you.”

a little lovesick grin twists onto his lips, tucking her further into his hold almost desperately. as if the slightest distance would separate them entirely. “I’m sorry for being gone so long.”

happily wraps his arms around her middle, drawing her in.

as much as he would love to see that, he gives her the requested kiss. because morals or whatever.

hums thoughtfully, wrapping her up in his arms. “I could take you back to my old farm. it’s in my family, still. I haven’t been in a long while. I think you would like it. it’s quiet there.”

ares hesitates, winter eyes studying hers carefully. a wrinkle forms between his brows. “we don’t have to. it was just a thought.”

ares lets out a breath that was subconsciously held, the rush of air leaving through a crooked grin. “well, then I suppose it’s settled. when would you like to leave?”

he nods, the action minuscule, before releasing her to do what she needs. “alright. I suppose I should do the same.”

“probably for the best, yes. I’d rather not terrify my family with a foreign ship.” they are decidedly not like him in the way of fearlessness. aside from his father, although he’s no longer much capable of defense. ares frowns, just slightly, at the thought.

is grabbed aggressively.