you and me we're a day drink
She moves the lock of red from his eyes and his bronze gaze meets her pale green ones with an amusement that lingers for the truth she’s admitted. “Mm, yeah. None of ‘em could.” He considers, equally as coy, letting the admission hang in the air as his hands roam along her, offering up another tentative option before his lips reach her.
He has enough sense to pull away, smirking and triumphant — if not a bit deflated internally at what she says. She sparks up the brutal honesty that he loves her for but it leaves Milo in a bit of a lurch as he goes to pull away, to tuck sea breeze curled hair from her face. “I think we’d both be miserable.” He admits, smiling against the hand to his cheek, turning his head to press a soft kiss to her wrist.
“’n I dunno about you but… I don’t wanna b’miserable again.” She’d seen how he was, how low he had gotten, drinking through meetings and plans for the Ark, there only because of appearances but not fully there.
He has enough sense to pull away, smirking and triumphant — if not a bit deflated internally at what she says. She sparks up the brutal honesty that he loves her for but it leaves Milo in a bit of a lurch as he goes to pull away, to tuck sea breeze curled hair from her face. “I think we’d both be miserable.” He admits, smiling against the hand to his cheek, turning his head to press a soft kiss to her wrist.
“’n I dunno about you but… I don’t wanna b’miserable again.” She’d seen how he was, how low he had gotten, drinking through meetings and plans for the Ark, there only because of appearances but not fully there.
so lose your faith in me
MILO
