@hellscxpe ⠀⠀⠀( And she does. Her fingers idly brushing his bangs aside to glimpse his other eye. He's beautiful. She won't say it, but her appraisal conveys enough of the sentiment. +
⠀⠀⠀( Kafka's heart is a star's death—all prismatic void and rotflare brought to bear in a woman. But she runs her fingers through Eden's hair like they aren't knives knitted into flesh. )
⠀⠀⠀You don't try to hide it.
⠀⠀⠀( Not that she could. Not when she presses herself to Kafka like a woman starved. Not when she tests the limits of atoms and their walls therein—what it means to be close to another. )
⠀⠀⠀Awww Siiiilver Woooolf~
⠀⠀⠀( Her arms encircle her, drawing her closer before obnoxiously pressing their cheeks together and rubbing. )
⠀⠀⠀C'mooon~ say it again for me 🎶
⠀⠀⠀I've been told I'm light on my feet 🎶
⠀⠀⠀( Her fingers hook beneath the azure band of his collar, bringing him down. )
⠀⠀⠀Well? How's that? Now you can really get a look at me ♡