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lavender is sure that living is worse (lavishly) wrote in pandorarpg,

Lavender heard it in the words he did say, whether she reading into or they were actually there, it didn't matter. For her, they were there. It didn't make this any easier, but the things worth having seldom were. And the fact that she could have this, have him - it had her stomach twisting in funny knots that she didn't know what to make of because it almost made her feel normal.

That girl was bold and got what she wanted. Although that girl still blushed a little at the sight of a naked man underneath her. He was gorgeous and definitely what she wanted. While she was still hung up on it, still a bit broken, she knew he wasn't lying. Lavender Brown might not feel beautiful, but if she could be beautiful for him, well, maybe that would be enough right now. She would never be who she was, but hearing him say those sorts of things did feel like she could reclaim that girl with unyielding dreams.

Wrapping her arms around him, pressing a kiss to whatever spans of space she could get. Lavender trusted him because he knew her better than anyone else. In a way this was her only near safe space left. "And God, Michael, you're...everything." Knowing that she was on the verge of some sort of word sickness, she nudged him to grab his lips again. She didn't want to talk anymore, she didn't want to do anything other than feel.