[He watches her move, his thoughts still melancholic and heavy as he continues to think about the dream. There are so many points, but the ending in particular has hit him the most. So when she pulls him up, he wraps his arms around her, closing his eyes as he once again takes in her warmth and scent, faintly feeling her heartbeat—things that remind him that she's right here with him.]
...Mm. I'll wash up first.
[Maybe some cold water will help.
Though again, his words and actions seem to contradict each other as he ends up holding onto her instead.
Just a dream he keeps telling himself...but it's hard to shake when those words keep haunting him.]
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...Mm. I'll wash up first.
[Maybe some cold water will help.
Though again, his words and actions seem to contradict each other as he ends up holding onto her instead.
Just a dream he keeps telling himself...but it's hard to shake when those words keep haunting him.]