❝ a penny for your thoughts, sweetheart. ❞ loving hands held him between their touch, her voice a concerned whisper she softened with the ghost of a smile that appeared across her lips. she knew that look ( sometimes better than he did himself ), had seen him appear small and frail when he carried the world’s weight on his shoulders. and tonight, so it seemed, wouldn’t go any different. not a single word had been spoken since the moment he walked in through the front door, hanged his coat next to hers and headed straight to their room. only silence, the absence of a kiss what troubled her the most. while she stroked his cheeks, sally bent at the waist to connect her red lips with his forehead, eyes falling shut at the same time that a sigh of her own fell from her mouth. ❝ i’m here with you. ❞ – @thesmileclown
