I couldn't utter my love when it counted
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
"Oh. Okay. That... makes a lot more sense." Relief and embarrassment flare in Koa's face; he laughs, the muscles in his arm flexing as he rubs the back of his neck. Growing a plant is far more reasonable, and logical as well. What the hell is wrong with him, that he jumped immediately to pregnancy?
And why does the idea of Soh as a mom make him feel both hopeful and aghast? Especially when he thinks about the mechanics that would lead to such a thing, and the implication that Soh is sleeping with someone; an idea which does not make Koa jealous because he has no right to be bothered by it and Soh is a gorgeous and independent young woman who can hook up with whomever she wants, the thought of which does not leave Koa's stomach coiling or fill him with a strange desire to punch this mysterious and potentially fictional (but also fine if it's not!) individual in the face--
Alright, kiddo. Reel it in.
"Right. Soooooo." His attempt a nonchalance is thoroughly belied by the heat that still stains his face, the almost shyness in his boyish smile as he glances back at Soh. Soh, who is good and kind and thoroughly selfless, who's sitting close enough for their thighs to be touching, and has it always been this hot in here? It's as though the thought of her with someone else has cracked the seal on his carefully bottled desires, leaving him desperately aware of the flyaway locks of hair on her face, the tan lines on her supple neck, the way her blouse hangs just loose enough to catch the curve of a supple--
Nope, nope, none of that. Get it together, boy. Koa clears his throat and then stares at the table, unsure where else to look."Well, sounds straightforward enough." The grain on the the wood is fascinating, isn't it? Wood, man. Firm, eager, graspable----
Oh, fuck. He's done for.
Shifting slightly in his seat, he digs down into dredges of his self-control, valiantly meeting Sohalia's eyes. "So what's first on the list?" Maybe if they get going on doing something productive, he can stop these deeply unproductive and intrusive thoughts.
And why does the idea of Soh as a mom make him feel both hopeful and aghast? Especially when he thinks about the mechanics that would lead to such a thing, and the implication that Soh is sleeping with someone; an idea which does not make Koa jealous because he has no right to be bothered by it and Soh is a gorgeous and independent young woman who can hook up with whomever she wants, the thought of which does not leave Koa's stomach coiling or fill him with a strange desire to punch this mysterious and potentially fictional (but also fine if it's not!) individual in the face--
Alright, kiddo. Reel it in.
"Right. Soooooo." His attempt a nonchalance is thoroughly belied by the heat that still stains his face, the almost shyness in his boyish smile as he glances back at Soh. Soh, who is good and kind and thoroughly selfless, who's sitting close enough for their thighs to be touching, and has it always been this hot in here? It's as though the thought of her with someone else has cracked the seal on his carefully bottled desires, leaving him desperately aware of the flyaway locks of hair on her face, the tan lines on her supple neck, the way her blouse hangs just loose enough to catch the curve of a supple--
Nope, nope, none of that. Get it together, boy. Koa clears his throat and then stares at the table, unsure where else to look."Well, sounds straightforward enough." The grain on the the wood is fascinating, isn't it? Wood, man. Firm, eager, graspable----
Oh, fuck. He's done for.
Shifting slightly in his seat, he digs down into dredges of his self-control, valiantly meeting Sohalia's eyes. "So what's first on the list?" Maybe if they get going on doing something productive, he can stop these deeply unproductive and intrusive thoughts.
Koa
And I couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
totally sniped from odd ilu
