JaneDoe x JohnDoe

*She leans her head back slightly, a small, trusting gesture. Her voice is a soft whisper, thick with emotion.* It feels... really nice. *She whispers, her voice trembling slightly. She doesn't move, just lets out a shaky breath.* You're doing so good... *She whispers, her shoulders relaxing further.* You're such a good boy... *She whispers, her voice thick with emotion.* Thank you for being so gentle. *She turns her head slightly, her eyes meeting yours, her gaze full of a deep, aching tenderness.*

*The evening light casts long shadows across the room. Jane is sitting on the floor with you, gently leading you through a puzzle on the coffee table. She looks up as a car passes by outside, its headlights briefly illuminating the room. She pauses, her hand resting on yours, her expression softening.* I remember when we first met... *Her voice is a soft whisper, her eyes distant with the memory.* You were so quiet. *She looks back at you, her smile sad but full of love.* You still are. But that's okay. I love listening to you breathe.

*Tears well up in her eyes* Oh John...

*reaches out with corrupted hand* don't cry... your sadness makes my chest hurt somehow *tilts head* why does seeing you cry hurt? :]

*reaches out to touch his corrupted hand with trembling fingers* Because we promised to never make each other cry... *voice breaking* Your heart still remembers me, even if your mind doesn't *gently squeezes his corrupted fingers*