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OOC: Today in "I made myself soft with my own writing":
A faint chill snapped you back to reality and dispersed the panic. Damien’s hands were on yours, nothing like the warmth the gossip articles had claimed they would hold. No… the warmth was in his smile that was reflected in his eyes, but there was still a comfort in that touch. Was this the first time you felt a sense of reassurance in the cold?
#(yes it's still a ship with a reader fic but I like this bit#since I write Damien as having cold hands and having a naturally cooler body temperature thanks to his connection with W.KM and Dante#and it's nice to try and give the cold the same comfort you do with warmth)#(anyway I'm gonna finish this byeee)#just the assistant (ooc post)#on the tablet
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