A new promotion at work prompts you to move into a small modest town with your boyfriend, Aemond Targaryen. There you meet a few friendly faces. It seems like life is going where it's supposed to. That is until you meet your new boss, Daemon Targary...
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"Empathy without boundaries is self destruction; do not allow your understanding to; it will eat you whole."
- Unknown
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"I remember."
The moment those words escaped your tongue, he immediately wrapped you in a warm embrace, ignoring the cord for the IV drip. You spent minutes like this - wrapped in his arms, inhaling his scent of vanilla and sandalwood. This was love.
He broke free from the embrace, staring deep into your eyes.
"Everything?" his lips quivered and you nod.
"Everything." you confirm.
All those months spent pining, praying to any god that you'd remember. It was worth it, because you were here - wrapped in his arms again, a newfound love ignited because of the eons apart.
"I'm sorry that I didn't remember sooner." you whisper, unable to look away from his face. As beautiful as the day he left. "You are here now." he replied, cupping your cheeks with his palms.
Jesus, I love this man.
"There is so much that I want to say, but I want it to start it off by saying that I love you." you breathed, the tears pooling in your eyes. He responds with a teasing chuckle. "Why are you crying, my love?" he asked, wiping the tears away.
"I can't imagine the pain that you had to go through. I was unable to remember you, unable to provide you comfort for all the suffering you went through." you cried, burying your face in his chest.
The IV Drip cord gives you momentary discomfort. "Let's take this off." you pulled away from the embrace, about to rip the cannula forcefully but he holds your dominant hand.
