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« in which the are both physically real. »


[Didn't include the lyrics, but I suggest you listen to the song. ]


                 

''So,'' she started with a smile. ''How does it feel to walk again?''

He smiled down at her. They were walking down the street, in direction of a little coffee shop they had discovered the week before. She had brought him coffee in his hospital room. Truth is, she had been coming to visit him every day. Since her job at the bookshop was over, she was completely focused on her project with Marvel. They would talk, and reminisce memories from when he was a 'ghost'.

It didn't take long for Mrs Stan to do everything in her power to play match maker.

But truth is, a greater force had already taken care of it.

''It feels... amazing,'' he smiled. ''To be here, physically, with you, '' he squeezed her hand in his. ''And to feel again.''

She smiled brightly at him.

''Is it weird that I'm grateful for everything that's happened?''

They stopped walking in the middle of the street, cutting the current of people in two sides.

He kissed her softly on the lips.

''No,'' he said pulling back. ''Not at all.''


A/N: Tadaaa! I'm proud of this work. Really. Thank you fo reading it. <3

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