Zavien
Zavien hummed and nodded his agreement, unsure how he was supposed to describe the feeling that this was exciting and new while simultaneously being the most natural and comfortable he's been his entire life. Part of him wished they'd met sooner, that they'd already been dating for years, but he knew that everything happened in its time, and he was just grateful they were together now.
He raised a playful eyebrow, the mood turning light as he considered the millions of things he wanted to know about her. "Then you're going to get a lot of questions, and I'll be prepared to answer any you have for me." His head tilted like he could already hear them, suspecting he'll learn an equal amount about Soh from the questions she asked as much as the answers she gave. What information did she value? What did she want to know from him?
As she snuggled into his chest, Zavien closed his eyes and took a deep breath like he could inhale this moment and store it in his lungs. When he exhaled, he echoed, "And I'm yours, Soh. I don't want to be anywhere else." He adjusted them so that they sat comfortably in her pillow nest, his arms wrapped around her shoulders where they could stay for hours if she let them, content to sit in silence.
But shortly after, the curiosities started to bubble in his mind, and Zavien found that he wanted to hear her talk, to hear every detail of her life. "Will you tell me more about your childhood?" he asked quietly.
He raised a playful eyebrow, the mood turning light as he considered the millions of things he wanted to know about her. "Then you're going to get a lot of questions, and I'll be prepared to answer any you have for me." His head tilted like he could already hear them, suspecting he'll learn an equal amount about Soh from the questions she asked as much as the answers she gave. What information did she value? What did she want to know from him?
As she snuggled into his chest, Zavien closed his eyes and took a deep breath like he could inhale this moment and store it in his lungs. When he exhaled, he echoed, "And I'm yours, Soh. I don't want to be anywhere else." He adjusted them so that they sat comfortably in her pillow nest, his arms wrapped around her shoulders where they could stay for hours if she let them, content to sit in silence.
But shortly after, the curiosities started to bubble in his mind, and Zavien found that he wanted to hear her talk, to hear every detail of her life. "Will you tell me more about your childhood?" he asked quietly.
If you don't like the road you're walking,
start paving another.
start paving another.
