
“I was scared,” Roy admitted quietly. “I was scared and furious and desperate that you might be…”
“But I’m not,” Riza said in a much gentler voice. This time, when she reached out, she allowed her fingers to sink into his hair. […] “I’m alive. I’m safe. I’m with you.”
I’ve been reading ohmytheon’s 100 royai drabbles and while I wanted to illustrate at least half of them, I’ve only had time for this one