ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ─ ‧ 𝓜𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒚

yes? despondent towards me.

well yes. . .going from despondency to this is a little—startling.

that will make me blush.

no. it simply came as a shock.

to what do i owe that compliment?

a contented sigh left her lips as she finally turned so she could pull her wife into her arms, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “i am so lucky to be loved by you and our children.”

thankfully her wife was hugging her from behind otherwise she would’ve seen the blush that crept onto her features. “there are times when i feel like i am dreaming. . .” so many made her feel so undeserving or undesirable, it was foreign to be loved like this.

⠀ ⠀Barbed wire lining the chimney, then. ⠀

⠀ ⠀A lick of a flame never hurt anyone. ⠀It can be quite enjoyable, actually— ⠀

⠀ ⠀No...? *🥺 ⠀

⠀ ⠀. . . ⠀Are you imagining it? Isn't it glorious? ⠀

⠀ ⠀Imagine Santa Claus descending the chimney to a lit fireplace. ⠀What a wonderful thought. ⠀

her own hands moving to rest on the ones around her waist, thumb stroking the top of her hands. “it’s fun though and so pretty.”

turning to her wife with a smile. “do you want to come help?”

humming softly as she decorates the holiday tree for the school, it was a nice distraction. some holiday cheer is desperately needed ( for her anyway ).

don’t melt my heart now.

being with you has been the happiest time of my life.

⠀ ⠀Would you prefer it if I left—? ⠀