MILO
now they're standing in the door
singin' "that's my shit, that's my shit"
singin' "that's my shit, that's my shit"
“Or what? Y’gonna throw m’ in the jail, Armbiter?” He teases her back, a bright grin crossing his face. One that falters and fades a fraction as his questions grow more serious, more intense, more… Curiosity regarding whether or not it was a smart idea for her to be able to try and juggle being a member of the government and being a smuggler. But it might have its perks too.
“Hm.” He says a bit unhelpfully, floundering around as he tries to figure out what exactly he wants to say. “Guess… Guess y’gotta find out, yeah?” He offers with a small smile that creeps across his face, leaning in and pressing a kiss to her forehead – tucking her in close against him so that they can share a fraction of each other’s warmth, even if it was still hot as fuck everywhere.
Her hand finds the nape of his neck and he manages to let the smile blossom a bit more on his face. “Yeah. Is a big change.” He agrees softly, hand squeezing at her waist, before he’s pausing while she searches his gaze. “Oy, ‘m not plannin’ on goin’ anywhere. So, guess yer stuck with me.” His shoulders rise and fall in a shrug and he offers her a cheeky grin.
“Hm.” He says a bit unhelpfully, floundering around as he tries to figure out what exactly he wants to say. “Guess… Guess y’gotta find out, yeah?” He offers with a small smile that creeps across his face, leaning in and pressing a kiss to her forehead – tucking her in close against him so that they can share a fraction of each other’s warmth, even if it was still hot as fuck everywhere.
Her hand finds the nape of his neck and he manages to let the smile blossom a bit more on his face. “Yeah. Is a big change.” He agrees softly, hand squeezing at her waist, before he’s pausing while she searches his gaze. “Oy, ‘m not plannin’ on goin’ anywhere. So, guess yer stuck with me.” His shoulders rise and fall in a shrug and he offers her a cheeky grin.
that's what everybody wants an' some more
singing "you may be the death of me"
singing "you may be the death of me"
