♥♥♥ Happy birthday, Kash! ♥♥♥

I hope that yours is filled with only good things, and that you are surrounded by the people who love you. I didn't have time to whip up much, but I hope you'll accept a drabblet from me, and a promise that the next time I see you, I'll buy you a drink. :)

"I need you," he says.

Hands are on your face, chapped, rough palms, but perfect against your skin. The look in his eyes is a plea, a desire, a command. You answer it because you always have. You press closer and wind your arms around him, clinging as if he could save you, as if you could wrap him around you and cover yourself up.

Itís not until he covers your mouth and then the rest of you that you realize: he does need you.

You are a warm body, and he is an avalanche.

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