not written by me. Was just reading something on tumbler.Found this
credit: MRYDDINWILT link:https://ouatdrabbles.tumblr.com/tagged/first%20fic
Imagine that Bondita returns from London after a long period of time and then this happens.
After months of separation, pain, and torture, she’s back in his arms-back where she belongs. Holding her tightly, she squeezes back just as much, if not even stronger. He internally vows to protect her, his love, his swan, his Bondita. He’ll never let her walk away without knowing that he loves her back. She swears to herself that this man, this hero, this love of hers, will never know pain and suffering, as long as she can help it.
She holds his face in her hands, gently as if she can’t believe he is real- this is real. Silence surrounds them, but for the first time in many moons, the silence is comforting. His heart beats in tune with hers, their breaths match, and their eyes lock.
“I love you,” she whispers into the night. Her gaze never wavers- it’s completely set on him.
“And I love you,” emotion flowing forth from every word, every breath it takes to say these words he’s been longing to say.
“You saved me,” she cries, as she touches her forehead to his.
“No, my love. You saved me.”
Do read the new drabble I posted today
Graduation Ceremony
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/barrister-babu/5157675/graduation-ceremony-rudhita-drabble
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