"You're always welcome, mon étoile " Light, breezy in tone. Smiling gently to her as they tucked a strand of near white hair behind their ear. "I mean that" +
"I see... I have a similar issue.... maybe i can stay over more often mo- uh.... aki..." she remembers ehat happened during her panic attack... calling them mom but they never discussed it after.... but it keeps almost slipping out.... fuck.... how stupid.
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Crossing the room, hands gently raised, running over her hair and ears to cup her face, gazing up at her in that adoring expression a parent would give.
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