MAEA
It could have been claustrophobic to be so entangled by another person, but all Maea felt was warmth. The way his arms firmed up around her, the little gestures and fussing with her hair, all of it evoked those fluttery sensations like moths in her stomach, a happy yet nervous yet calm yet giddy thrill she hardly managed to contain. If her laugh was a little breathless it was entirely because of him, and it was tempting to say that she hardly needed to plan anything happy when all she needed was to have him around. Tempting... but too embarrassing to admit right now.
"There's only a happy thing left," she replied instead, "I've done the scary thing and yesterday Nova dragged me out to sing in front of the whole Hanged Man clientele, so I'd say that counts as uncomfortable." Again, that breathless little laugh; laced through with fond exasperation at Nova's antics, and perhaps a bit of anticipation for what was to come. "It is strangely difficult to think up things that make me happy, you know? There's so many things, lately... flying, and reading, spending time with friends and traveling... I don't know what to do." Carefully, dangerously, Maea turned her head aside, craning her neck around in an attempt to catch a glimpse of Liam's face. Slowly, to make sure she didn't accidentally whack him with a horn. Nervously, because he was so very close, and her heart was beating stupidly fast - too aware of his cheek against her temple, and the warm rush of breath on her skin with each breath. "What... would you do, if you could choose..?"
"There's only a happy thing left," she replied instead, "I've done the scary thing and yesterday Nova dragged me out to sing in front of the whole Hanged Man clientele, so I'd say that counts as uncomfortable." Again, that breathless little laugh; laced through with fond exasperation at Nova's antics, and perhaps a bit of anticipation for what was to come. "It is strangely difficult to think up things that make me happy, you know? There's so many things, lately... flying, and reading, spending time with friends and traveling... I don't know what to do." Carefully, dangerously, Maea turned her head aside, craning her neck around in an attempt to catch a glimpse of Liam's face. Slowly, to make sure she didn't accidentally whack him with a horn. Nervously, because he was so very close, and her heart was beating stupidly fast - too aware of his cheek against her temple, and the warm rush of breath on her skin with each breath. "What... would you do, if you could choose..?"
Bleeding out for you
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
