and well, I can’t explain what happened to my faith
Jonah’s eyes grow a little wider as the faux stern tone plucks at something in him, sending a shiver down his spine. He leans in closer, as if to meet Sunjata, his fingers slipping up his cheek as he repositions. Maybe it’s just because Jonah had seen how tall the bartender towered when he walked it, but it felt right to look up at the other man.
Leaning in a little closer than he means, Jonah let’s himself get swept up in the heady smell of smoke and sweet incense. A flush starts to grow across his cheeks, light enough for the moment that he could blame it on the alcohol and have it be believable. “It’s not fun at all.” Without thinking about it, Jonah matches the soft whisper, the glass lifting to his lips again, shy honeyed eyes not leaving Sunjata’s face.
Leaning in a little closer than he means, Jonah let’s himself get swept up in the heady smell of smoke and sweet incense. A flush starts to grow across his cheeks, light enough for the moment that he could blame it on the alcohol and have it be believable. “It’s not fun at all.” Without thinking about it, Jonah matches the soft whisper, the glass lifting to his lips again, shy honeyed eyes not leaving Sunjata’s face.
JONAH
