Sera felt the warmth of his embrace, the steady rhythm of his breath against her hair. She could sense the way he held her, as if she were something fragile and precious. His arms wrapped around her, and for a moment, she allowed herself to melt into him, to savor the feeling of being wanted, needed.

She closed her eyes and let herself drift in the moment, feeling the weight of his love. It wasn’t just a hug—it was everything. The safety, the comfort, the quiet promise in the way his fingers lingered on her back. She knew that in his eyes, she was his world, his sunshine. And for the first time in a long while, she felt like maybe she was exactly where she was supposed to be.

Sera hesitated for a moment, her fingers still lingering against his chest, reluctant to let go. She lifted her head to meet his eyes, a soft smile playing at the corners of her lips, though it was tinged with something bittersweet.

"I’ll be okay," she murmured, her voice low but steady, even if her heart was unwilling to let him go. "Just... stay close, alright?" Her eyes searched his face, as if she could hold him there with nothing more than her gaze. The night had been long, filled with too much, and yet, she knew she wouldn’t find peace until he was near.

"Promise me," she added, the words soft but firm, as though it would make all the difference. The last thing she wanted was to fall asleep and wake up in a world where he wasn’t there.

Sera's heart fluttered at the tenderness in his voice, the warmth of his kiss lingering on her skin. She glanced over at him, her chest tightening with a mixture of affection and uncertainty. She wanted him close, but she also didn’t want him to feel like he had to stay just because she wasn’t ready to let go.

"Finn," she murmured softly, reaching up to gently touch his face. "You don't have to sleep on the floor. I... I want you here." She hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to say what she was feeling without sounding too vulnerable. "I don’t want to be alone right now. Not when everything feels so... uncertain."

Her eyes met his, and there was a quiet understanding between them. She knew it wasn’t just about her—it was about both of them, finding some kind of comfort in each other’s presence, even if the world around them was a little too heavy to carry alone.

"Please," she added, her voice softer now, "just stay with me."

Sera's heart fluttered at the sound of his voice, warm and steady. She glanced at him, a small smile tugging at her lips. There was something so reassuring about his presence, the way he always seemed to know just what she needed without her having to say a word.

She settled beside him, resting her head gently on his chest, letting the steady rhythm of his heartbeat calm her restless thoughts. "Thanks, Finn," she whispered, feeling safe in the quiet space between them.

For a moment, everything else faded away, and all that mattered was the calm that came with simply being near him.

Sera woke slowly, the soft light of dawn creeping through the window and brushing against her skin. She shifted slightly, feeling the warmth of Finn still around her. The gentle rise and fall of his chest beneath her head was a steady comfort. She blinked a few times, the lingering haze of sleep still clouding her thoughts, before she slowly pulled herself up to look at him.

His face was relaxed, his features softened by sleep, and for a moment, she simply watched him. She could feel the weight of last night's conversation hanging in the air, but the quiet of the morning seemed to offer a kind of peace.

With a small smile, Sera brushed a lock of hair from his forehead, her fingers grazing his skin. "Morning, Finn..." she whispered, her voice soft, not wanting to disturb the tranquility of the moment.