"Why are you on the floor?" I asked her.
"Didn't want to fall again," Summer stated simply, her eyes closed once more.
"Was I not soft enough to break your fall yesterday?"
"Softer than the floor," she muttered. "And warmer."
"Oh so now I'm your pillow and space heater?"
"Yes."
"Well, then I'm glad to be good for something," I whispered to her, making her hum in amusement.
I began running my fingers through her hair as she dozed back off. I smiled as I watched her, still unable to get over how such a dangerous huntress can look so innocent. So small and delicate looking yet I've seen her take down hordes of Grimm by herself without a single problem.
She was perfect in every way I could possibly think of, and she was mine just as I was hers. When we were together, my past no longer defined me. I wasn't just some ex-bandit whose own tribe didn't even want him, I was her teammate, her friend, her love. She made me feel human for the first time since I was born.
I realized then that there was no way I could have followed my sister's example. Unlike Raven, I cared for my significant other too much to put her through that sort of pain. She was my world and I would rather die than abandon her.
"I love you Summer," I whispered as I pulled her closer. "I could never leave you."
