Plus, he had the moonlark on his side—and Foster was even more amazing than the Black Swan had designed her to be.
_ _ _
But hopefully they were tucked away in his photographic memory, because the only thing he could think about after his vision came into focus was "Where's Sophie? Is she okay?"
According to Elwin, she'd been sitting by his side in the Healing Center for days and had only gone home a few hours earlier because Fitz had convinced her to get a little sleep.
Keefe might've gotten choked up hearing that—but he'd pretended to cough to make sure no one noticed.
_ _ _
And thank goodness his empathy worked that way, because Foster's feelings were more than enough for him to handle—not that he didn't love catching glimpses of the real Miss F, instead of the brave face she tried to put on for everybody.
But being around Sophie could be intense. Particularly when she was worried about something.
It also wasn't a whole lot of fun when her heart got all pitter-pattery—though that might be changing.
Foster hadn't told him anything for certain, but he'd sure felt a whole lot of heartache when he'd asked what was going on between her and the Fitzster. She also hadn't corrected him when he'd said he was sorry—which he shouldn't be happy about.
He absolutely, one hundred percent, should not be glad that someone he cared about was experiencing any kind of emotional pain—two someones, actually.
But... if he was honest... he wasn't necessarily sad.
_ _ _
"You are?" a new voice interrupted.
A beautiful voice.
Keefe's favorite voice—even when it was all squeaky with worry.
_ _ _
"Yes, you should," Elwin agreed, leaning in to whisper, "Guess Ro was right about what we needed to get you to cooperate—or who we needed."
Keefe felt his cheeks burn.
_ _ _
"I'm just glad I'm not the only one who doesn't know everything about all the weird plants and foods here," Sophie added quietly—which was why she was Keefe's favorite.
_ _ _
"How are you feeling?" Sophie asked, and Keefe's gaze shifted to where she stood in the doorway, looking wary and worried and...
Absolutely perfect.
Which was a dangerous thought to have around her telepathic, eavesdropping maybe-boyfriend, so he quickly added, No sign of any injuries.
_ _ _
"Um, excuse me, Berry Boy—I think you're forgetting that I have plenty of ways to make your life miserable, even with the doc's restrictions." Ro shot a meaningful glance at Sophie that Keefe really hoped no one noticed.
_ _ _
He waved her over, and she chewed her lip for several seconds before taking the world's tiniest step closer—which would've been adorable if another worry storm hadn't slammed hard into Keefe's senses.
_ _ _
"Yeeesss," she agreed, dragging out the word as she tugged softly on her eyelashes.
She really was the cutest worrier ever.
_ _ _
"I don't think your senses are as good as you think they are," Sophie said, offering him her hand, just like Elwin had earlier. "You're not getting any pity from me. Go ahead and check."
Keefe stared at her gloved fingers, very aware that holding her hand in front of the Fitzster was a terrible idea—even if it was just to take a reading.
But... he couldn't leave her hanging there, could he?
And he was curious about what she was feeling.
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Every Sokeefe Moment Ever (8.5-9+) 💞
FanfictionBasically a continuation of the collection by @sophiethetelepath ✨ ‼️ALL WRITING AND CHARACTERS BELONG TO SHANNON MESSENGER‼️ A collection of quotes from Unlocked and Stellarlune 💕 I don't own anything written here!!
