When no one is around, my dear
You'll find me on my tallest tiptoes
You'll find me on my tallest tiptoes
It was the snoring that stopped first; then the gentle tugging that brought her closer to Zavien, as though he couldn’t bear to let her go even in sleep. Her smile widened as she fought not to giggle - at least until he opened his eyes. Then her gaze softened. ”’Morning,” she replied, voice soft and warm. Completely unaware of the mental gymnastics that poor Zavien was about to perform, she tacked on a sweet, ”How’d you sleep?” And then she reached up to brush a lock of hair from his forehead.
But her happy little bubble was very much about to burst, and as she studied his face - his decidedly not as happy as yesterday, slightly green colored face - she realized that she had about two seconds before something terrible came out of his mouth. Maybe he regretted it. Maybe he wanted her out. Maybe she’d done something wrong.
But how could that be, when everything felt so right?
Swallowing hard, Soh withdrew her hand, suddenly self-conscious in the bright light of the morning. As much as she wanted to reclaim the fun, playful mood of the day before, she couldn’t even begin to imagine how she might go about doing so - not when he was looking at her like that, with such a strange mixture of panic and horror dawning in his eyes.
The loss of his arm around her waist was like a slap in the face, and the hope in her chest crumpled, suddenly ringing hollow. Gods, he was going to tell her it never should have happened, wasn’t he? Then there’d only be a ruined friendship and a memory of what might have been as the only things to show for it. ”Don’t,” she whispered suddenly, throat tight. ”Just give me five more minutes.” Five more minutes before her budding dreams were ground to dust.
But her happy little bubble was very much about to burst, and as she studied his face - his decidedly not as happy as yesterday, slightly green colored face - she realized that she had about two seconds before something terrible came out of his mouth. Maybe he regretted it. Maybe he wanted her out. Maybe she’d done something wrong.
But how could that be, when everything felt so right?
Swallowing hard, Soh withdrew her hand, suddenly self-conscious in the bright light of the morning. As much as she wanted to reclaim the fun, playful mood of the day before, she couldn’t even begin to imagine how she might go about doing so - not when he was looking at her like that, with such a strange mixture of panic and horror dawning in his eyes.
The loss of his arm around her waist was like a slap in the face, and the hope in her chest crumpled, suddenly ringing hollow. Gods, he was going to tell her it never should have happened, wasn’t he? Then there’d only be a ruined friendship and a memory of what might have been as the only things to show for it. ”Don’t,” she whispered suddenly, throat tight. ”Just give me five more minutes.” Five more minutes before her budding dreams were ground to dust.
Spinning in my highest heels, love
Shining just for you
Shining just for you
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
