Just a few paragraghs on our favourite couple
One
He comes home a lot later than either anticipated. He moves about their house carefully in the darkness, being oh so careful not to make a sound as he enters their bedroom. She’s fast asleep, her face buried in his pillow, on his side of the bed. He strips down to his boxers, barely taking his eyes off her, when it suddenly occurs to him that he even has a side of the bed and he smiles, despite himself, sliding into the bed next to her. She turns in her sleep, letting go of the pillow and snuggling into his chest. She fits there now, and he couldn’t imagine falling asleep any other way. It’s only then, as he lies awake in the darkness that he gets why they have sides of the bed. He knows he won’t sleep that well, but she looks too peaceful to wake.
Two
They don’t say it every day. They don’t need to, but every now and again, she’s quieter than usual; and he knows she’s thinking about her life, whether it be the one they’re living together, or the one she had before she got the island. Those are the days when he pulls her close, kisses her temple and smiles...
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