Don't Need Anythin' But What You Got {art}

[altocello]

Inspired by the fic "Blame It On Midnight" by KyloTrashForever.

There’s something tight in his chest, some welling emotion that feels like a balloon expanding—and his fingers clench at his side as her expression softens. “I love all of you.” Her hands slide over his chest now to trail down his arms. Her fingers brush against the scarred tissue at the end of his wounded arm, making him shiver. “All of you,” she repeats. “Remember?”

I've been wanting to draw Clyde for a while now. When I read this chapter I knew that I couldn't pass up the opportunity to create a piece where he's finally, really, truly at ease with himself, and so very in love with Rey. Snuggles with your loved one really are the best.

Also on AO3.