I'm dipping my toe back in the fic pool.
This is just lovely,
Red. It leaves me with a real sense of peace and serenity for Mick. The joy of what he now has to come home to is coursing through him and it is so evident in this story.
This is just lovely:
Keys hushed in his fist, a tiptoe to the door, over the threshold. Home.
Twin heartbeats sighed their greeting. Their pull, enticing.
I adore that he takes his time to join them - savouring everything they bring to his new life.
Inching closer.
Closer.
Watching, feeling, his senses filled with them. The sweet scent and lilting rhythm of peaceful sleep.
Closer.
Closer until he could sink his face into Beth's hair, splayed out across the pillow in a golden halo.
Closer.
Makes my heart happy for Mick.
Hopefully I'll get back on again soon to read the next one.
