Henry's POV
Exchanging a few jabs, laughing at your jokes, getting furry ears gifted by you yet again, with you wearing embarrassing pink ones for my sake, getting you a plushie like I wanted inside the circus, although you wouldn't need another puppy, and then riding a boat into the murky water.
The numbness receded further; I could feel the sun on my skin, the arms around me, and the water splashing on me. You really made me feel alive again at an astonishing speed.
Playing like we were on a normal outing, no apocalypse, but more so, no people to save and you, powerless and alive.
I missed burning for you.
I love you.
I love how you are alive, making me believe that I, too, didn't die that day in the mountains.
Playing, getting tired, and again carrying you up.
"Did you like your first date?"
Yes.
I loved it; you so effortlessly let me forget my fears, just like always.
