Unspoken Tenderness

Declan was amused. "I never expected you to play such a prank. Aren't you always serious? Is it that fun to mess up my clothes?" For some reason, even if Clara intentionally messed up his clothes, he wasn't angry. Instead, his heart felt full.

"Yeah, it's very interesting." Clara nodded in his arms. She closed her eyes and listened to the powerful and steady beating of his heart. She felt calm.