“You’ll always be mine to save. Maybe one time I’ll get to you before they do. I don’t care if I have to do it when I’m five,” he chuckles softly, but it’s muffled when he wraps his arms around the others smaller frame and pulls him in against him.
The same brand of protective and possessive that Sawyer always brings out of him.
no subject
A cycle…
“You’ll always be mine to save. Maybe one time I’ll get to you before they do. I don’t care if I have to do it when I’m five,” he chuckles softly, but it’s muffled when he wraps his arms around the others smaller frame and pulls him in against him.
The same brand of protective and possessive that Sawyer always brings out of him.