A very brief vignette written for KShadeslady a while back. But K, I want to take the moment to reiterate once again what an absolute gem you are to this fandom. So much love to you. You make fandom a place worth being. <3
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A fire crackles in the hearth, amber flames licking away the cold, when the miko speaks.
“What’s the best thing that’s ever happened to you?”
Not expecting the question, Sesshoumaru looks up. “Why do you ask?”
From beneath their shared blanket, she shifts. He can hear her nervous swallow as the wooden floor creaks where they sit, but she settles quickly enough, giving a little shrug while her cheeks burn incandescent in the dark.
“Just curious, I suppose.” And as she speaks, her color deepens.
Carefully, he considers her. Opens his arms. “Come here.”
She does.
It takes but a moment to fold her into his sleeves, securing her in warmth while he tries not to think about how perfectly she fits. A thoughtful noise hums through her lips, and he laces their fingers, holding her close. “Once, a woman fled me down a well.”
Face tipping back, her lips quirk, memory shining in her eyes. “That’s your answer?”
“It is.”
She rests her head against him, lets out a sigh. “And why is that the best?”
Beneath the smell of woodsmoke, something floral lingers in her hair, and Sesshoumaru presses closer, breathing it in as he closes his eyes. “This One chased her and brought her back.”