█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ  IT IS COLD in his heart and he does not know how to deal with it. He is shattered glass and a broken soul;  a city of ashes &&. dust.

But yet he could still feel the heat of her body so potent against him, seeping into his very bones. The way her brazen arms &&. legs COILING so intimately around him;  it warms him up in more ways than one. 

      ❛ Cana, ❜  Gray says, mumbling into the soft place behind her ear as if it could be hidden there;  his fragility, and nobody would ever be able to mock him for it.  Part of him feels exhausted, but the rest of him – the rest of him feels nothing but Cana.
                          NOTHING but the shallow beating of her heart —– so steady, so real.

      &&. he doesn’t protest, doesn’t chastised.

             ( Because somehow,
                        she embodied his ELEMENT;
                                    far better than he ever could. )