// and it's alright, that's the way i like it —
He leaves her with the dawning realization that this is quite the messy spar. And it’s punctuated by the way she very nearly doesn’t fall with him (it would have been better if she had started the descent with him than after getting stuck on the drawer). Because to a delayed drop, one that has her slamming into him with her weight and the drawer in a position he’s not at all expecting or prepared for.
It sucks the wind out of his lungs, leaving him gasping equally as much as Colt is, bending over to the side to shove her off of him so he can try to get an arm under him. The other arm cradles his stomach, his back to her as he tries to suck in some breaths to make him feel a little less claustrophobic but it only results in making him light headed. “Fuckin’ hell.” He wheezes, remaining there until they can get their feet under them to actually talk again.
- FIN
It sucks the wind out of his lungs, leaving him gasping equally as much as Colt is, bending over to the side to shove her off of him so he can try to get an arm under him. The other arm cradles his stomach, his back to her as he tries to suck in some breaths to make him feel a little less claustrophobic but it only results in making him light headed. “Fuckin’ hell.” He wheezes, remaining there until they can get their feet under them to actually talk again.
- FIN
thorn
— getting crucified,
every time you cross my mind //
every time you cross my mind //
