we might be hurting, but I'm ready for the free fall
There was something intimidating about the silence of the house as they walked through it, something that set Soh's heart to beating faster and faster the closer they got to the bedroom. Though they'd shared a bed before - unintentionally, most times - it had never felt quite so intimate and raw.
When Jude closed the door behind them, it left Soh to stand (somewhat awkwardly) as he pulled his shirt off, watching him with a faint blush mantling her cheeks as he slipped into bed. But his movements were steady and sure, and as she sat on the edge of the bed, gazing squarely back at him, she tried to ignore the flutter in her stomach that most certainly did not belong in this moment.
She laid down beside him, her blonde hair draping across the pillow as she scooted closer, then closer still, until she could reach out to stroke the dark curls that she loved so much. The silence cocooned them, and though Soh longed to tell him to sleep, to promise that she would be right here when he awakened, she was afraid to break the spell that they seemed to be under, where everything felt so comfortable and so easy and so right.
When her arm tired, she let it drop, gingerly stroking his cheek with her thumb as her hand passed by on the way to intertwine their fingers.
When Jude closed the door behind them, it left Soh to stand (somewhat awkwardly) as he pulled his shirt off, watching him with a faint blush mantling her cheeks as he slipped into bed. But his movements were steady and sure, and as she sat on the edge of the bed, gazing squarely back at him, she tried to ignore the flutter in her stomach that most certainly did not belong in this moment.
She laid down beside him, her blonde hair draping across the pillow as she scooted closer, then closer still, until she could reach out to stroke the dark curls that she loved so much. The silence cocooned them, and though Soh longed to tell him to sleep, to promise that she would be right here when he awakened, she was afraid to break the spell that they seemed to be under, where everything felt so comfortable and so easy and so right.
When her arm tired, she let it drop, gingerly stroking his cheek with her thumb as her hand passed by on the way to intertwine their fingers.
Sohalia
