115. Joy

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He hadn't lived a tough life so far. In fact, it had been privileges all around for the most part, but still, nothing could bring him joy quite like seeing her smile.

Her life had most certainly been hard. She had survived, more than lived, and so every time he succeeded in making her laugh, he felt victorious.

He knew sadness and sorrow would make their way into his life sooner or later, he had managed to avoid them for so long that his luck must run out at some point.

But all of it would be bearable because he had someone to weather it with.

All he needed was that smile to be his guiding light.


A/N: *Cue the romantic violin music*

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