Standing quietly in the middle of the kitchen, not a word spoken between the little space you allow each other; you don't need to speak anyway, just a glance is all you need.

Leaning against one other for support, the long days that weighed on both of you slowly fading away into nothingness. Until it feels like it's only the two of you left.

The morning sun casts a comforting warmth upon your faces through the curtains. There's a shared cup of coffee, both too lazy to make another.