[His fingers slow and then finally stop, hands flattening to move over Syaoran's abused sides, smoothing over the fabric of his shirt, as if to ease the ache he knows he left there.
And look, you're even going to get a kiss to the forehead before he stands up.]
You know, Syaoran. Someone once told me that a smile was a form of healing magic. It might not be able to heal your wounds, but it could heal your heart instead. Seeing your smile and hearing your laugh heals my heart.
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Date: 2012-08-09 11:13 pm (UTC)[His fingers slow and then finally stop, hands flattening to move over Syaoran's abused sides, smoothing over the fabric of his shirt, as if to ease the ache he knows he left there.
And look, you're even going to get a kiss to the forehead before he stands up.]
You know, Syaoran. Someone once told me that a smile was a form of healing magic. It might not be able to heal your wounds, but it could heal your heart instead. Seeing your smile and hearing your laugh heals my heart.