Honey wherever you go, I know
Moments with her stretch long and easy, time passing without him even noticing when or how. It's pulled along with every laugh, each smile, and all the ways he'd reach for her without tumbling over the line. Now that the marker's gone, now that he can wear her like this, he's lost all sense of time and direction. It feels like anything else with her always had, just simple to slip into this state, as if they've done it hundreds of times before.
His gaze is reluctant to return in the wake of her kiss. He holds it there in the press of his lashes, long enough to draw every remnant of it in. Amber only returns to the drift of her nose, crosseyed for a moment as he looks down to her. An amused expression curls in among the heat and the fervor of his refusal, a faint laugh huffing free. "Just what do you have in mind for how it would be flaunted?" He wonders with no lack of mischievous delight, idly tucking a strand of hair back behind her ear. "So I should cancel my sky writing, and stop all the flyers I told them to plaster around town?"
The slight adjustment she makes and the rose that joins her gold doesn't immediately dwindle his schemes for all the ways he could embarrass her with his affection. They do dwindle into a quiet buzz at her words though, and the far-off look that had entered his eye with thought becomes clear once more as it flicks to her. "Hate to break it to you Ro, but you've been weird." His lips quirk with the honesty and fondness twined together. "It's the kind of weird I love." The sort that doesn't grow weary of his version either. "So, spill."
His gaze is reluctant to return in the wake of her kiss. He holds it there in the press of his lashes, long enough to draw every remnant of it in. Amber only returns to the drift of her nose, crosseyed for a moment as he looks down to her. An amused expression curls in among the heat and the fervor of his refusal, a faint laugh huffing free. "Just what do you have in mind for how it would be flaunted?" He wonders with no lack of mischievous delight, idly tucking a strand of hair back behind her ear. "So I should cancel my sky writing, and stop all the flyers I told them to plaster around town?"
The slight adjustment she makes and the rose that joins her gold doesn't immediately dwindle his schemes for all the ways he could embarrass her with his affection. They do dwindle into a quiet buzz at her words though, and the far-off look that had entered his eye with thought becomes clear once more as it flicks to her. "Hate to break it to you Ro, but you've been weird." His lips quirk with the honesty and fondness twined together. "It's the kind of weird I love." The sort that doesn't grow weary of his version either. "So, spill."
Kaisel
I'd give up half of forever, just to be with you
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
