[She wonders, too. She continues to wonder if this is right, but all those doubts are swept away as he lays her down in their bed, swept away by the soft brush of his fingertips and his lips over hers as they silently reaffirm their promises to one another in the truest, purest way they know how.
It could be that this is the comfort that Tifa needed to finally get that rest. With so many things out in the open between them now, leaving still so much left they need to talk about, she feels exhausted. Tired, both emotionally and physically, and so it's no wonder that, after spending those hours alone with him again, she finally gives in to the blanket of sleepy warmth that drapes over her.
It's short but deep, and she doesn't know if she's dreamt or not through it all before she's stirring gently, feeling his lazy touch on her back, and the press of a kiss to her forehead. Or maybe she's dreaming that, too. Maybe she's imagining the way that cool, late afternoon breeze brushes through the window, and how the sunlight on her skin helps to ease the goosebumps that rise in its wake. Maybe she's dreaming of him holding her, the way his familiar, masculine scent fills her head as she steadily breathes him in...
Tifa mumbles something incoherent before she's slowly blinking open her eyes to check...]
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It could be that this is the comfort that Tifa needed to finally get that rest. With so many things out in the open between them now, leaving still so much left they need to talk about, she feels exhausted. Tired, both emotionally and physically, and so it's no wonder that, after spending those hours alone with him again, she finally gives in to the blanket of sleepy warmth that drapes over her.
It's short but deep, and she doesn't know if she's dreamt or not through it all before she's stirring gently, feeling his lazy touch on her back, and the press of a kiss to her forehead. Or maybe she's dreaming that, too. Maybe she's imagining the way that cool, late afternoon breeze brushes through the window, and how the sunlight on her skin helps to ease the goosebumps that rise in its wake. Maybe she's dreaming of him holding her, the way his familiar, masculine scent fills her head as she steadily breathes him in...
Tifa mumbles something incoherent before she's slowly blinking open her eyes to check...]