❄️ Zayne 🌸 Lassy ❄️ “It’s just… I miss you.” I step closer to you, nudging my face into the crook of your neck. You caress my hair and whisper, “Zayne…” I pull away. My gaze drifts over you, tracing every unspoken word between us in the dim light of the room. The air between us feels thick, charged with a tension that’s been building for hours—for days. I cup your face between my hands and lean in for a kiss. You don’t flinch. Before our lips can meet, I murmur, “You know… when you’re away on a long mission, it’s difficult to hold back whenever you return.” A ghost of a smile touches your lips until I finally lean in to steal a kiss. 🌸 For an instant, I forget how to breathe. Your mouth brushes mine, and I am expectant, trying to express how I feel, but you speak first, echoing my own feelings. I lean again, barely, and before I can reply, you silence me with a kiss. I melt into it, and my fingers find the edge of your jacket, curling there. ❄️ I exh...