[ Arthur keeps his own fingers buried in the soft tufts of raven black hair at the back of Merlin's head as he kisses him, eyes closed with a contented humming as he enjoys the feeling of their bare chests pressed together and Merlin's lips against his skin. ]
I love you.
[ Not a too, but a soft sigh. Not a sentiment returned, but a statement, a fact, that he feels on every inhale, every exhale. Shared breaths in a shared space. It just is. ]
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I love you.
[ Not a too, but a soft sigh. Not a sentiment returned, but a statement, a fact, that he feels on every inhale, every exhale. Shared breaths in a shared space. It just is. ]