Maea
Oh, when the world is burning
It wasn't too different from a pair of friends reassuring one another that the friendship still held. The words were the same, yet somehow Maea thought them loaded with a different meaning, something unspoken that had everything to do with the warmth blooming in her chest whenever they held hands. Maybe she wasn't delusional after all...? Because the way he caught her gaze and held it even as she blushed and chewed on the bottom lip to stop it from betraying the silly smile she couldn't restrain, it really made her believe that he meant what he said.
"I don't think so either, but people are different so I try not to presume," she explained, the relief of not having to part right away palpable. If he was more forward than usual she hardly noticed - even though she had to find a rose for him and even though getting him anywhere near it might prove difficult, all those were hurdles that could be overcome. As long as he remained within reach.
And it seemed he would be. "Really? Great! ...thank you." For listening. For not leaving. She didn't say it, but the tight grip on his hand saaid plenty of how worried she'd been that he'd disappear.
"I don't think so either, but people are different so I try not to presume," she explained, the relief of not having to part right away palpable. If he was more forward than usual she hardly noticed - even though she had to find a rose for him and even though getting him anywhere near it might prove difficult, all those were hurdles that could be overcome. As long as he remained within reach.
And it seemed he would be. "Really? Great! ...thank you." For listening. For not leaving. She didn't say it, but the tight grip on his hand saaid plenty of how worried she'd been that he'd disappear.
Don't walk away
