– NATE –
There is some part of Nate that thinks his mind should be racing, that he should be surprised at how easily this turn of events has come to pass, but he knows why he is so calm, why doubt can't seem to make a foothold in him. Nothing about this feels strange. He can't quite go far enough to say that it feels right, but it feels like it could be. Maybe, if any one of them can manage it, that will be a conversation for the future.
Right now though, the front door rose up, the last moment of the walk an utter blur, a sudden manic energy rising in Nate and sending his fingers into fits. He turns as he crosses the threshold of the home, leaving Hotaru to make her own place and watching Sunjata lock up with a cocked brow, a small smirk. As the attuned glances at him again, Nate just licks his lips, and turns back towards their guest. An invitation for the other to take the lead, with no judgment either way. There is an option he's leaning towards, but he has taken enough of a lead already, wants someone else to take the first step.
It's impossible to tell if Sunjata can tell what he's thinking, or if he's just eager, but Nate gets to watch him step forward, watch hands slip down towards Hotaru's hips. The sight sends something shooting through him, not jealousy, but envy, before he remembers he can step closer as well, can reach out and blanket the woman's front with his own. One of his hands finds its way to her jaw, fingers trailing through her hair, his other hand finding a place on her hip, his pinky resting on Sunjata's hand. No words leave him, but he leans in as well, trying to catch her mismatched eyes before he presses his lips against hers, pulling back quickly to press another kiss to her cheek.
Right now though, the front door rose up, the last moment of the walk an utter blur, a sudden manic energy rising in Nate and sending his fingers into fits. He turns as he crosses the threshold of the home, leaving Hotaru to make her own place and watching Sunjata lock up with a cocked brow, a small smirk. As the attuned glances at him again, Nate just licks his lips, and turns back towards their guest. An invitation for the other to take the lead, with no judgment either way. There is an option he's leaning towards, but he has taken enough of a lead already, wants someone else to take the first step.
It's impossible to tell if Sunjata can tell what he's thinking, or if he's just eager, but Nate gets to watch him step forward, watch hands slip down towards Hotaru's hips. The sight sends something shooting through him, not jealousy, but envy, before he remembers he can step closer as well, can reach out and blanket the woman's front with his own. One of his hands finds its way to her jaw, fingers trailing through her hair, his other hand finding a place on her hip, his pinky resting on Sunjata's hand. No words leave him, but he leans in as well, trying to catch her mismatched eyes before he presses his lips against hers, pulling back quickly to press another kiss to her cheek.
I’m in trouble for the things I haven’t got to yet
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
