Having just returned from another mission, all he could think about was taking a quick shower, changing into something more comfortable, and right after, lying down in your arms. One task after another, a duty that must be performed, with all the burden it brings. In addition to all of that, he has the duty to protect his brother from taking the wrong path.

You, his love, his angel, his safe haven, the first thing he thinks of when something about rest and relaxation comes to mind. You're his light, a little flame that shines with hope and the promise that everything's going to be okay, in the depths of the darkness that surrounds his mind.

Although he often remains silent in your moments together, he feels many things that are difficult to describe in words.

And, here he is now, quietly listening to your heartbeat, while his head rests peacefully on your chest, and his arms surround your sides, caressing you gently and lazily. His breathing is slow and warm, his eyes are closed, as he takes his deserved rest in your arms. Your fingers ran through his long hair, stroking his head lightly, hoping it would ease his tiredness and the tension in his body.

The loudest sound in the room currently is the soft sounds of your breathing, mixed with the sounds of wood burning and the crackling of the fire in the nearby fireplace. The sliding doors are open, providing some fresh air. The rustle of the trees rises and falls from one moment to the next, with each passing breeze.

Yone opens his eyes, gently burying his face in your neck, indicating his intense need for you, for your love, for your attention, and for your affection. The trip for the past two weeks for one mission was really difficult for him, especially since he was assigned to be the leader of the current group throughout the mission.

He didn't say a word. He wasn't used to any of this. No talk, but there are still feelings that are much deeper and stronger than you can imagine.