𝐖𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘, 𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝖻𝗎𝗆

(b.n) private moment

Later that night, Nico and Bea found themselves alone under the star-speckled sky, the camp quiet except for the soft crackle of a dying fire.

Bea leaned against a weathered stone wall, her amber eyes reflecting the flickering flames. Nico settled beside her, careful not to crowd her space.

"So," he began, voice low and teasing, "everyone thinks I'm dragging my feet."

Bea chuckled softly, nudging his shoulder. "You're not dragging your feet. You're just... thoughtful. It's rare these days."

He looked at her, heart pounding in the stillness. "I want it to mean something. Not just a moment, but everything."

She reached for his hand, fingers intertwining. "It already means everything."

Nico squeezed gently, breathing in the warmth of her presence. "No pressure, then. Whenever you're ready."

Bea smiled, a real, soft smile — the kind that lit up the darkness around them. "You're patient. That's why I trust you."

They sat close, silence wrapping around them like a protective shield. For the first time in a long while, the war felt miles away, and all that mattered was here, now the promise between two souls slowly finding their way.