[ The warm sweet air around the two of them starts to mix with a faint smell of spring rain. It usually happened when Squall was feeling happy, the smell of the perfect rainstorm just wafted around him.
His face buried into the top of her head. This warmth... this kindness, this... smell. It was all so overwhelming for Squall. She might notice that while he was silent, his body was moving, vibrating almost. ]
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His face buried into the top of her head. This warmth... this kindness, this... smell. It was all so overwhelming for Squall. She might notice that while he was silent, his body was moving, vibrating almost. ]