#00.02 Diego Hargreeves 🔪 The Kraken (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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f20202020-09-08 07:05 am
deadlycurves) wrote in f20202020-09-08 07:05 am
deadlycurves) wrote in f20202020-09-08 07:05 am
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That cocksure grin only gets wider as she leans up over him, because she looks ready to lay the rules to the game down and he loves it when they have these wholly uninterrupted mornings like this. Everything a game, a bet, and—
Any other time, he’d have some quip to throw back at her, about how everything was a tall order to fill and was she sure about that? or an eye roll and a dismissive yeah right that’s playful as it is doubtful. But not today. Not when her voice drops so soft and full of that word in the middle there. When she’s looking at him like he’s the only thing in the entire universe that even exists right now. The kind of sound in her voice, look in her eyes, that is so intense it can still, even these years later, make something nervous and excited flutter in his stomach.
The smile that breaks across his face is pure, unmitigated joy and he reaches up to cup the back of her head with one hand, a guide to bring her toward him. “I love you too, baby,” he mutters before he closes the remaining few inches between them.
Diego shifts flat against the mattress, pulling Lila with him and into his lap in the same second, his arm snaking around her to pull her impossibly closer. There is an intensity behind it that’s undeniable, unavoidable, as he pours so much into that kiss that he isn’t sure how to put into words. He’s always been better at showing than telling.