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๐ ๐๐๐ถ๐พ๐ ๐
@trembIingfawn
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Azriel listened, a small smile breaking across his faceโsoft, unguarded, and so rare it felt almost sacred. Very few could ever claim to have seen him like this. There was nothing unreadable about him now. No mask. No shadows to hide behind. Just something open, gentleโ

Azriel listened without interrupting, his gaze locked on hers the entire time, drinking in every word as if he could carve them into his bones; commit them to memory, to heart. His eyes fluttered shut when she cupped his cheek, lashes trembling, but only for a moment. He opened+

Azrielโs expression shifted at her words, turning serious as he pulled back slightly; just enough to put a careful distance between them. Not because he didnโt trust herโฆ but because he didnโt trust himself. โYou donโt owe me anything, Elain,โ he said softly, though his tone +

Azriel shivered when Elain reached up to brush the tears from the corners of his eyes; but even more at the words she whispered to him, so endlessly gentle. He felt it again when she kissed his cheek, her thumb grazing his skin. He didnโt close his eyes this time. He couldnโt. +

Azriel took his time answering, really thinking it through. He leaned into her touch, resting his cheek against her knuckles as she brushed them softly along his skin. โPianoโฆor maybe the violin,โ he murmured, his voice barely more than a breath. โA melodyโฆI think Iโd try to +

Azriel fell quiet for a moment, his expression turning thoughtful as he turned her question over in his mind. โHonestly?โ he said at last, voice softer now. โI donโt know. I havenโt really tried toโฆโ He trailed off, brow faintly furrowing as he searched for the right wordsโ

Azriel let out a soft huff of amusement, a rare sound, but one she seemed to pull from him so effortlessly. โI donโt think that counts,โ he murmured, his voice low and warm. โThey were probably too drunk to even remember it.โ He shuddered visibly when her lips brushed along his+

Azriel listened to her with a smile, not just because of what she was sayingโthough the image of a younger Elain did warm something in himโbut because he simply loved hearing her talk. There was something about it that always put him at ease. And her laughโฆ soft, sweet, so herโ
