last couple of months kinda been a disaster
He can’t imagine anything else – that soreness of his heart when she’d started her rejection not that long ago in the sands, purely made out of confusion, slowly begin to leach out of him into the sand that he puts her against, hovering above her to pepper her and litter her with kisses, filling up that piece of his heart with warmth and life. Her protest is waved aside as he leans down to meet her, fitting himself against her and letting her hands go to roam as he braces his arms in the sunbleached sand.
He cuts her off with that warm, passionate kiss, pulling away as he catches his breath, huffing a small snort in response to her mumble, in the hand that tangles in his hair. He pulls back just enough to scan her with his bronze gaze, one hand moving to pull her dark hair from her face, before it rubs against her temple gently.
And perhaps it’s because it feels different this time, but Milo pulls back suddenly, sitting back on his heels as he pulls her up and flush against him, burying his face into her neck and pressing a kiss just below her ear. “Y’wanna grab the donuts ‘n come home with me t’night?” It’s a quiet, accented whisper in her ear, his nose brushing against her earlobe.
He cuts her off with that warm, passionate kiss, pulling away as he catches his breath, huffing a small snort in response to her mumble, in the hand that tangles in his hair. He pulls back just enough to scan her with his bronze gaze, one hand moving to pull her dark hair from her face, before it rubs against her temple gently.
And perhaps it’s because it feels different this time, but Milo pulls back suddenly, sitting back on his heels as he pulls her up and flush against him, burying his face into her neck and pressing a kiss just below her ear. “Y’wanna grab the donuts ‘n come home with me t’night?” It’s a quiet, accented whisper in her ear, his nose brushing against her earlobe.
tell all my friends i'm asleep if they ask ya
sorry, i had to move to alaska
MILO
