𝕮𝖔𝖇𝖎𝖊 𝕾𝖒𝖚𝖑𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝕴𝖒𝖆𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖘

No Words Exchanged | C.S.

[Fluff]
Inspired by Seven Spires' 'No Words Exchanged'

The night was quiet, wrapped in the warm glow of candlelight flickering across the balcony. You sat close beside Cobie, neither of you speaking, but somehow it felt like everything you needed to say was already understood. The city hummed softly beneath you, a distant lullaby, but up here, it was just the two of you, in a world that felt like it belonged only to you.

Her hand found yours, her fingers lacing through yours with a tenderness that made your chest tighten. You glanced over, catching her eye, and the soft look she gave you was like sunlight breaking through clouds. She didn't say a word, but her thumb brushed over your knuckles in slow, gentle circles, grounding you. Her touch was familiar, soothing, filled with a warmth that seemed to seep into your very bones.

You reached out, lifting a hand to her face, and she leaned into your touch, her eyes fluttering closed as you traced your thumb along her cheek. She looked so peaceful, her expression soft and open in a way that was usually hidden behind her quiet confidence. In this moment, she was vulnerable, allowing herself to be fully present with you, and it filled you with a fierce protectiveness, a need to hold her close and never let go.

Slowly, she opened her eyes, meeting your gaze with an intensity that took your breath away. She didn't speak, but she didn't need to—the way she looked at you was enough, a quiet acknowledgment of something deep and true, a feeling that was bigger than words. You felt your heart swell, the quiet joy of knowing that she was here, that you were here, and that this moment was yours.

Without a word, you pulled her hand to your chest, resting it over your heart, letting her feel the steady rhythm beneath her fingers. She smiled, a small, soft smile that held more emotion than anything either of you could say. Her other hand moved to cradle your face, her thumb brushing over your cheek in a slow, gentle caress. You closed your eyes, leaning into her touch, feeling a warmth bloom in your chest, a quiet certainty that this was where you belonged.

The world faded away, leaving only the two of you, bathed in the soft glow of candlelight. You felt her shift closer, her hand still resting over your heart, grounding you in her presence. Her forehead brushed yours, a tender gesture that made your heart ache with the quiet beauty of it. You could feel her breath against your skin, slow and steady, and it was as if you were breathing in sync, your hearts beating together in a quiet rhythm that felt timeless.

She brought her hand to your cheek, tracing her thumb along your jawline, her touch light and gentle. Her eyes were filled with a warmth that made you feel cherished, loved in a way that was quiet but undeniable. She leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, her lips lingering there, and you felt a shiver run through you, the tenderness of her touch leaving you feeling both vulnerable and completely at peace.

When she pulled back, she held your gaze, her eyes searching yours as if she was trying to memorize every detail, every flicker of emotion. Her hand moved to rest on your shoulder, and she pulled you into a slow dance, her movements gentle and unhurried, as if she wanted to savor every moment. There was no music, only the soft sounds of the night around you, but it was enough. You moved together in perfect harmony, swaying to a rhythm that was all your own, your bodies pressed close as you danced under the quiet light of the stars.

Her arms wrapped around you, her head resting against yours, and you felt yourself relax, letting go of everything except this moment, the feel of her warmth against you, the quiet intimacy of being held by someone who understood you, who accepted you as you were. She held you as if you were something precious, her touch reverent, careful, and you felt yourself melt into her, letting yourself be vulnerable, allowing yourself to be held.

Her fingers moved to trace small circles on your back, a soothing rhythm that made you feel safe, grounded. She looked up at you, a soft smile playing at the corners of her mouth, and you couldn't help but smile back, the happiness in her gaze filling you with a quiet joy that left you feeling weightless.

As you danced, she lifted your hand, pressing a soft kiss to the back of it, her lips lingering there as if she was trying to tell you everything she felt in that one, gentle gesture. Her eyes met yours, and in the candlelight, they seemed to glow with a warmth that took your breath away. She reached up, her hand coming to rest on your cheek, her thumb brushing over your skin in a slow, tender caress.

She pulled you close again, her arms wrapping around you in a gentle, reassuring embrace. You rested your head on her shoulder, closing your eyes as you felt her hands slide up your back, grounding you, holding you close. You could feel the steady rise and fall of her chest, the quiet rhythm of her breathing matching your own, and you felt a sense of peace settle over you, a quiet contentment that filled every corner of your heart.

The night wore on, and you stayed wrapped in each other's arms, swaying in the gentle glow of candlelight, your hearts beating in sync. The world outside faded, leaving only the two of you, bound by a love that was deep and unwavering. She held you as if she was afraid to let go, as if she wanted to hold onto this moment, to make it last, and you felt a quiet gratitude, a deep, unspoken promise that you were exactly where you were meant to be.

As dawn began to break, casting a soft, golden light over the balcony, she pulled back just enough to look at you, her eyes filled with a gentle warmth that left you breathless. She reached up, her hand cradling your face, her thumb brushing over your cheek as she leaned in, pressing one last, lingering kiss to your forehead. It was a silent promise, a quiet reassurance that no matter what happened, you would always have this, always have her.

When she pulled back, her gaze softened, and she brought her hand to rest over your heart, her fingers splaying across your chest. You covered her hand with yours, grounding her in the steady rhythm of your heartbeat, a silent promise that you were here, that you weren't going anywhere. Her smile was soft, filled with a tenderness that made your chest ache, and you knew, in that moment, that you had found something rare, something true.

The two of you stood there, bathed in the first light of morning, wrapped in each other's arms, your hearts beating as one. There was a quiet strength in the silence, a deep, unspoken understanding that this was where you both belonged. She held you close, her arms around you, and you felt a sense of peace settle over you, a quiet certainty that no matter where life took you, you would always have each other.

As the sun rose, casting a warm, golden glow over the city, you held her close, knowing that you'd never have to walk alone again. The two of you stood there, wrapped in each other's warmth, a quiet sanctuary in a world that often felt chaotic and uncertain. And in that moment, you knew that, without a single word spoken, you'd found something that was deep, true, and lasting.

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A/N: This one wasn't sad! Yayy!