The moon was bright tonight, Bruno always loved to look at it. You being by his side just made that peacefulness stronger.

His head was in your lap, hands carding through his hair. oh that felt good. Bruno always had loved when you did that.

“Glad it’s not a full moon tonight,” he said, chuckling under his breath as he shifted his gaze from the sky to your face, “or I’d wolf out on you.”

Bruno sat up a little, pressing a short kiss to your cheek, “but you’re prettier than the sky right now, anyway.” He whispered, voice soft and tender.

“I’m glad you’re with me.”