( He really is a skinny thing, isn't he? It doesn't bother her, but sometimes the differences between his body and her own come into stark focus, like when her finger can so easily trace across the outlines of bones, and when her calves, muscles built by a lifetime running, brush against his legs.
They're idle movements, all she knows how to offer in this moment. She can read those kisses, the lack of desire in them, like they're just habits Shin takes comfort in.
Like she could be anyone and it'd all be the same to him. And she is, at least, used to that, even if the method of delivering that message is tamer. Gentler. Sweeter. )
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Date: 2022-07-23 05:30 pm (UTC)They're idle movements, all she knows how to offer in this moment. She can read those kisses, the lack of desire in them, like they're just habits Shin takes comfort in.
Like she could be anyone and it'd all be the same to him. And she is, at least, used to that, even if the method of delivering that message is tamer. Gentler. Sweeter. )