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Description
She falls asleep in the grass, with his warm hand in hers, his fingers tracing idle patters on her skin. He watches her, the curve of her nose, the dance of moonlight on her cheeks and he wonders how she can be real.
(He thinks about kissing her, but doesn’t.)

For my series of Cresswell one-shots, Wrap my Heart in a Nest of Stars.

Description
She falls asleep in the grass, with his warm hand in hers, his fingers tracing idle patters on her skin. He watches her, the curve of her nose, the dance of moonlight on her cheeks and he wonders how she can be real.
(He thinks about kissing her, but doesn’t.)

For my series of Cresswell one-shots, Wrap my Heart in a Nest of Stars.