( perhaps that's a stance they will both differ in; cassian, having a home to return to, to friends and family and acquaintances, whereas wanda has no one to return to, no one that waits for her, no one that will make her feel at home. and that's her motivatorβstarting from zero, because at least here she won't have reminders of that pain.
but the pain that cruises up her nose to her brows, her temples, her pain receptors going somewhat haywire for a moment as he adjusts her nose back in place sure as fuck reminds her that there are some immediate pains that feel just as awful. )
βfuckβ
( the moment he draws away, stating that he's getting her some ice, wanda tumbles dramatically onto her side, on the bed, hands cupping her face as she festers on the sharp residues of pain. )
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but the pain that cruises up her nose to her brows, her temples, her pain receptors going somewhat haywire for a moment as he adjusts her nose back in place sure as fuck reminds her that there are some immediate pains that feel just as awful. )
βfuckβ
( the moment he draws away, stating that he's getting her some ice, wanda tumbles dramatically onto her side, on the bed, hands cupping her face as she festers on the sharp residues of pain. )