if you try and chase the sun you're never gonna catch it
Vesper doesn’t move. Not right away, instead, he watches her close in, watches the dagger disappear—sheathed, not discarded—and reads the sharp curl of hunger in her smile like it’s written in starlight. His shadows flicker faintly around his boots, reacting to the spark of tension in the air, drawn like moths to heat. "Depends," he murmurs, his voice low and deliberate as his eyes trail from her mouth to the space just past her shoulder, where starlight filters through ivy and paints her skin in shades of dusk. "What’s on offer?"
He doesn’t reach for her. Not yet. But the shift in his weight—his subtle lean closer—betrays the gravity between them; that magnetic pull just shy of contact. His gaze stays steady on hers, pale blue lit faintly from within, catching the starlight just enough to look unreal.
"You give me one secret," he says, the words lazy and dark with promise, "and I’ll give you one of mine." He tilts his head, constellation freckles shimmering faintly beneath the shadows of his cheekbones. And maybe—maybe—just the faintest curl of mischief at the corner of his mouth as he adds, "Unless of course you wanna come right out and ask about somethin'."
He doesn’t reach for her. Not yet. But the shift in his weight—his subtle lean closer—betrays the gravity between them; that magnetic pull just shy of contact. His gaze stays steady on hers, pale blue lit faintly from within, catching the starlight just enough to look unreal.
"You give me one secret," he says, the words lazy and dark with promise, "and I’ll give you one of mine." He tilts his head, constellation freckles shimmering faintly beneath the shadows of his cheekbones. And maybe—maybe—just the faintest curl of mischief at the corner of his mouth as he adds, "Unless of course you wanna come right out and ask about somethin'."
And now it's turning out to be the worst of my bad habits
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
