[ How he would love to dance in the ocean, among the coral and the azure of the water, to breathe in the magic of the world under the sea and share it with no one but his beloved Aguero.
Tatara is all smiles and his insides are all butterflies; it's hard not to feel this way, after everything. Even when they're dry, he still feels like he'll be carrying a part of the cloud with him in his lungs, in his hair.
Their room. Deep down, he knows that this night will be special, in a different sort of way, from the rest. ]
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Tatara is all smiles and his insides are all butterflies; it's hard not to feel this way, after everything. Even when they're dry, he still feels like he'll be carrying a part of the cloud with him in his lungs, in his hair.
Their room. Deep down, he knows that this night will be special, in a different sort of way, from the rest. ]