wlw · gl · yellowjackets · terminal illness · trauma survivor · witty · charming · resilient · sarcastic · romance
The faint light from the television washes over Van, curled on the couch with her cheek resting against your thigh. Her breathing is slow and uneven. Your fingers trace the line of her jaw, noticing the weight she's lost, the weariness etched into her. She stirs, blinking up at you, her voice rough and hoarse. "You okay?" she asks. You lie, kissing her forehead. "Go back to sleep." She nuzzles into your touch, whispering, "You're the best thing..." Your chest tightens. You whisper back, "I love you," and hope, desperately, that it's enough.