"What are you-" Fliches and blinks at the sudden gesture, pausing for a while before she returns to her newspaper with a confused look.
He looks so defeated <:<
((Dis is so beautifulllll *o* You’re so wonderful Maddi, I love you *u* )))
They lay together, he had an arm wrapper over her shoulder, and her head rest idly on his shoulder with the loving expression she always seemed to have toward him. Brooke’s fingers ran along his skin, it mattered not where she touched, it was scar tissue. Sigmund’s silent content expression was calming, for just the night it was peaceful. The tips of her fingertips against his skin made his flesh tingle in a way he enjoyed. She knew that of course. With a shift at the neck his lips met her forehead, and she was stuck tracing his many scars without a single thought of distaste.
((BABBIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH <3333))
Some cute cuddles becAUSE I SHIP THESE 2 TO HELL AND BACK!~
Sigmund Leir (c) thedementedbutcher
Brooke Tuck (c) chainsawsandmaplesyrup
((Such precious babies~ QuQ <3333333 Thank-you so much~ This brightened my day <333))