[ First their foreheads touch, and eventually their noses. She can feel his breath against her own, and she closes her eyes to immerse herself in his presence. Her cheeks feel a little wet... Did a few tears escape? Is she relieved?
Yet a part of her knows that it is not as simple as that. Demons like his are not easily defeated; but as a certain foul-mouth girl once told her, most things worth doing are pretty damn hard. All she can do is refuse to give up on him, and refuse to let him give up on himself.
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Yet a part of her knows that it is not as simple as that. Demons like his are not easily defeated; but as a certain foul-mouth girl once told her, most things worth doing are pretty damn hard. All she can do is refuse to give up on him, and refuse to let him give up on himself.
For now, that's enough. ]