fearsomeinnovation:

i just want to say

thank you for this day

The First Rain and You

Garrus carries the groceries.  He carries the food she’ll eat, even the stuff he wonders about but never tries, and he carries the umbrella while she holds onto his arm.  The old injuries act up on cold days like this, he knows it even if she pretends it doesn’t hurt to move sometimes.  As long as she’s smiling he’ll let her get away with it.  Even the bad days are good days, considering where they’ve been.  He’ll carry the groceries for the rest of his life so long as there’s a future with her beside him.