[ Her breathing gets a little shakier at the touch of his hand. So warm. She shuts her eyes, leaning into it. He's right. He doesn't have to say anything when his hand has said it all.
As her eyes open, she kisses his fingers and peers up at his face. ]
You're welcome, Soundwave. And...
[ Why, indeed, has she been so much softer all of a sudden? It's more than having the freedom to hoard all of his attention and affection. Hell, she constantly finds herself not caring only about her own selfish needs. She keeps trying to give the same kindness back. He's inexplicably drawing out a confusing desire to be the version of her she's not used to sharing with others...
Monika slides her arms around him, holding him as best someone as small as her can. Being this close, now she can fully hear the pleasant hum of life she loves so much. A life she feels connected to, because he's helped her feel like less of an other. ]
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As her eyes open, she kisses his fingers and peers up at his face. ]
You're welcome, Soundwave. And...
[ Why, indeed, has she been so much softer all of a sudden? It's more than having the freedom to hoard all of his attention and affection. Hell, she constantly finds herself not caring only about her own selfish needs. She keeps trying to give the same kindness back. He's inexplicably drawing out a confusing desire to be the version of her she's not used to sharing with others...
Monika slides her arms around him, holding him as best someone as small as her can. Being this close, now she can fully hear the pleasant hum of life she loves so much. A life she feels connected to, because he's helped her feel like less of an other. ]
Thank you for making me feel...human.