@kaIitychi His hair rivals her own in messiness, so itโs alright.
โ โ Hating mornings is a valid reason to not wake up but . . . Iโd like to give you a reason to wake up.
More time together.
More time hating each other.โ
@kaIitychi โIโll make up for it,โ he assures though his voice has fallen an octave.
His hands climb upward to cup her jaw and tilt her head up a degree so he can press their lips together lightly. Initial contact causes his breathing to halt.
Damn it.
@kaIitychi โYou love me,โ he reminds, though his voice holds an edge of jest to it.
โBut youโre right, dealing with me canโt be easy.โ
Heโs bending ( because he doesnโt want to lift her ) to press the tip of his nose to her own as their foreheads make contact.
โIโm a big idiot.โ
@kaIitychi โYouโre good at letting me think what I want.โ
Heโs going to pull her a margin closer to him, breathing slow but regular; heโs putting in a little extra effort to slow his heart rate.
@kaIitychi โYou can try,โ he replies, and instantaneously, his gaze falls to find her hand. He doesnโt believe her touch has ever been this gentle before; not toward him.
โIโd probably let you.โ
@kaIitychi He might lower himself a fraction so she doesnโt have to crane her neck so much. The hand opposite that which belongs to the sleeve she holds raises only to set itself on her hip, lightly.
โI wonโt ...โ
His nose wrinkles as if heโs struggling to keep his emotions restrained.
@kaIitychi He stops in his tracks, cranium turning to look at her. His attention is fixed on her, unwaveringly.
โI donโt want ... I donโt want you being uncomfortable with my presence โ Just because weโve been honest. finally.โ
He shifts back to her; heโs a kind tower of shadow.
@kaIitychi โI know,โ he responds, and then heโs drawing away so as to not make her any more uncomfortable than he has already managed to.
โIโll leave you be for a while.
Iโm sorry.โ