_{A content sigh escapes chapped lips as the faint scrape of calloused fingers slide between his own, entwining them in a firm grip. Just that feeling — the warmth of her hand wrapping in his — is enough for his walls to drop, if even for a second. The corners of his lips curl up into the first genuine smile in what seemed like decades and he tightens his grip on her hands as if fearing she’d disappear again if he let go. And she might.}

                                            _{❝ — I’ve missed you so much. ❞}

            _{The words are breathed into her hair as he presses his lips again her head.} 

            _{For the first time in what felt like forever, he felt whole again.}