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Aaron
Location: Same
Time: Later
Nothing about this feels rushed.
And nothing about it feels fragile either.
We take our time.
Not because we have to—
because we can.
Because there’s no clock.
No threat.
No mission waiting to pull us apart.
Just this.
Her.
After, she’s asleep against me, breathing steady, the ocean still moving beyond the walls like it always will.
I stare up at the ceiling.
And for once—
my mind doesn’t go to the next threat.
The next fight.
The next thing that needs to be stopped.
It settles here.
On this.
On her.
I press a kiss into her hair, holding her a little closer.
And the realization hits—
quiet.
Final.
This is what I fought for.
Not the war.
Not the victories.
