Slow dancing in the living room, time stops when I'm kissing you
There is only the tilt of desert scenery and the color of each festival stall blurring into a vibrant trail around them as they spin, raucous with joy and success. Everything else falls away, even the coveted plushie. It all just becomes the press of her arm around him, body arcing into the celebration, wreathed by a dancing dragon and the golden halo that's got so very little to do with the stream of her hair than the undeniable light she provides to each moment.
The swell of elation crests as the momentum winds down and he returns her to gravity's embrace. All the trumpets that'd lifted up in the background and each dazzling neon flash that'd flickered on, they settle into a quieter, hum that fades, vibrating gently in each of their smiles. At least, that is until she grabs onto him like she means to hold them in this private and glimmering world for a little longer. The curl of her words lands hotter than any sunny day, each one brushing like a tan line on his pride. It's the warm and wild press of her kiss though, half wild with laughter and the silly ease of loving her, that really makes it all erupt again. The electric orchestra blares as he leans into the fold of her lips and the affection offered there, grip tightening the space between them into nothing, hands splaying down the arch of her back.
It's only the grumbling of the carnie, who very much wants no make out sessions holding up the line to his booth, buffeting Kaisel's side with his massive prize that manages to break reality back in. His mouth breaks from hers with a slow reluctance, a brief flicker of confusion afforded over his shoulder as he turns to the distraction. The moment is brief, renewed enthusiasm for the ridiculous turtle dawning over his features with open giddiness. "IT'S SO BIG!!!!" he cries out, grabbing hold of it, hands ghosting away from Flora only to claim the soft edges of the plush and immediately struggle to seat it between them as he turns to her, as excited as a dog with a new bone. "LOOKIT!" In case, you know, she couldn't see the large toy nearly as large as them. "He's sleeping with us tonight."
The swell of elation crests as the momentum winds down and he returns her to gravity's embrace. All the trumpets that'd lifted up in the background and each dazzling neon flash that'd flickered on, they settle into a quieter, hum that fades, vibrating gently in each of their smiles. At least, that is until she grabs onto him like she means to hold them in this private and glimmering world for a little longer. The curl of her words lands hotter than any sunny day, each one brushing like a tan line on his pride. It's the warm and wild press of her kiss though, half wild with laughter and the silly ease of loving her, that really makes it all erupt again. The electric orchestra blares as he leans into the fold of her lips and the affection offered there, grip tightening the space between them into nothing, hands splaying down the arch of her back.
It's only the grumbling of the carnie, who very much wants no make out sessions holding up the line to his booth, buffeting Kaisel's side with his massive prize that manages to break reality back in. His mouth breaks from hers with a slow reluctance, a brief flicker of confusion afforded over his shoulder as he turns to the distraction. The moment is brief, renewed enthusiasm for the ridiculous turtle dawning over his features with open giddiness. "IT'S SO BIG!!!!" he cries out, grabbing hold of it, hands ghosting away from Flora only to claim the soft edges of the plush and immediately struggle to seat it between them as he turns to her, as excited as a dog with a new bone. "LOOKIT!" In case, you know, she couldn't see the large toy nearly as large as them. "He's sleeping with us tonight."
Kaisel
I found love in the palm of your hands
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
