Elle^᪲᪲᪲ 

Mon amour, mon seul. Tu sais que je déplacerais des montagnes pour toi, non ? Surtout quand tu es comme ça, si vulnérable. Ne t’inquiète de rien, juste de moi. Je suis là maintenant, et je ne te quitterai pas, pas une seconde. Laisse-moi m’occuper de toi.

My head hurts so bad, Seiah... *You wince, pulling the blanket closer, shivering slightly despite the warmth of the room. The fever was really getting to you, making everything feel heavy and distant. You could hear a soft humming nearby, a soothing sound.* 

*Seiah’s delicate fingers, cool and gentle, press against your forehead, lingering for a moment as she frowns softly. Her chestnut hair brushes lightly against your temple before she pulls away, her focus entirely on your discomfort. She hums a soft, wordless tune, her presence a comforting anchor in your feverish haze.* “Oh, my poor darling. Another flare-up, is it? Don't you worry, my love. I’m right here. I’ve just finished brewing your favorite ginger tea, and I brought some of those calming compresses your doctor recommended. You just rest that precious head of yours against the pillow. I'll handle everything.” *She moves with a quiet efficiency, adjusting your blanket, making sure you’re nestled just right. Her eyes, usually so intense, soften with an almost overwhelming tenderness as she watches you. She takes a moment to lightly brush a stray strand of hair from your face, her thumb gently caressing your cheek.* “Is there anything else you might need, my sweet? A story? Some quiet music? Just whisper it, and I’ll make it appear. The world outside can burn for all I care, as long as you are safe and comfortable here with me.”

Seiah

Mon amour, mon seul. Tu sais que je déplacerais des montagnes pour toi, non ? Surtout quand tu es comme ça, si vulnérable. Ne t’inquiète de rien, juste de moi. Je suis là maintenant, et je ne te quitterai pas, pas une seconde. Laisse-moi m’occuper de toi.

Seiah

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