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[April 6] [Fire Emblem: New Mystery] Wanted
Title: Wanted
Day/Prompt: 06/you've got salvation you've got scars
Fandom: Fire Emblem: New Mystery
Character/Pairing: Michalis/Minerva
Rating/Warning(s): AA
Word Count: 200
Summary: "This was what you wanted, wasn't it?"
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This was what you wanted, wasn't it?"
Minerva's words were barely even a whisper in the still room as she reached to run her fingers down Michalis' chest, over the scars that she had made, and over others, older, that Minerva remembered him having even when they were younger. She had enough of her own, too, from training, from battles... A few were from Michalis, but nothing like what she'd done to him. And then Maria had saved him. Perhaps she'd saved them both, in a way, time and again.
Michalis shifted and reached to take her hand, bringing it to his lips to kiss her knuckles. Minerva shivered at the contact and pulled away, dragging blankets up over them both even though she was sure her reaction had nothing to do with the temperature in the room. Beside her, Michalis was warm, and she settled back to where she'd been after a moment, hand on his chest, on scars and desires and everything they'd done.
He did not reach to kiss her hand again, but he did move enough to be able to meet her gaze and repeat back those words as a statement.
"This was what you wanted."
Day/Prompt: 06/you've got salvation you've got scars
Fandom: Fire Emblem: New Mystery
Character/Pairing: Michalis/Minerva
Rating/Warning(s): AA
Word Count: 200
Summary: "This was what you wanted, wasn't it?"
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This was what you wanted, wasn't it?"
Minerva's words were barely even a whisper in the still room as she reached to run her fingers down Michalis' chest, over the scars that she had made, and over others, older, that Minerva remembered him having even when they were younger. She had enough of her own, too, from training, from battles... A few were from Michalis, but nothing like what she'd done to him. And then Maria had saved him. Perhaps she'd saved them both, in a way, time and again.
Michalis shifted and reached to take her hand, bringing it to his lips to kiss her knuckles. Minerva shivered at the contact and pulled away, dragging blankets up over them both even though she was sure her reaction had nothing to do with the temperature in the room. Beside her, Michalis was warm, and she settled back to where she'd been after a moment, hand on his chest, on scars and desires and everything they'd done.
He did not reach to kiss her hand again, but he did move enough to be able to meet her gaze and repeat back those words as a statement.
"This was what you wanted."