there must be magic inside your bones (гет)

It’s not the door opening that rouses her from her doze, or the thin line of light that spills in as whoever it is slips into the room. It’s the way that the throbbing in her shoulder eases, the way her body relaxes as the smallest bit of warmth seeps into her various bruises and scrapes.
“Rafa?” she says, because there is, quite literally, no one else in the world it could be.
(A soulmate AU where being near your soulmate eases pain and heals wounds)