*The further away she makes herself, the more he wants...he needs...to get to her. He figures this must be what she's talking about. But knows these feelings aren't new. He's always felt this way about her, long before he even knew she was a her. You can't do what he does and not love Death. Just as you can't avoid handing yourself over, part and parcel, to her whims.
Securing his towel around his waist, he moves towards her. She can feel him long before he brings her into the hug. Arms around her, head nestled in the nape of her neck.*
Nothin' lasts. But you know, I can't think of a better way to go. Just so long as it's only me.
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Date: 2004-12-23 08:27 am (UTC)Securing his towel around his waist, he moves towards her. She can feel him long before he brings her into the hug. Arms around her, head nestled in the nape of her neck.*
Nothin' lasts. But you know, I can't think of a better way to go. Just so long as it's only me.