Sookie Stackhouse (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} stacked) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} dunwichgame, |
She'd seen the patches of his clothes, knew the labor of keeping himself looking well because his 'master' did not give him anything, she knew he was capable, more than. Practically genius when it came to fixing and caring for what he had. She sighed softly.
"I'll buy you new ones, whatever you want." Sookie was a simple waitress, but would she spoil him whenever she could? Yes. Yes, she would. Over and over.
She felt a tightness in her throat, spreading to her chest. Nervous? Yes. But she squeezed her eyes shut and: "I love you." She murmured, her fingers tightening in his. "I love you, Astarion. And those ain't just pretty words."