larue: (195)
𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 ([personal profile] larue) wrote in [personal profile] icarusalsoflew 2014-05-17 02:34 am (UTC)

[ There's a smile on his lips when he hears that sound from you, and he pulls back, just a little because he wants to look into your eyes again.

The sight of the blush that's staining your skin though, makes him pause, even as he shortly follows that pause up with one hand coming up to cup your cheek; with the way he indulges in skimming his fingers along your jaw.

He's never really... no, he really hasn't seen you like this before. ]


You are so goddamn beautiful. How did I get so lucky to have you look my way.

[ It's not so much a question really, as it is a statement of wonder. He hadn't realized his attraction to you ( physical, emotional, intellectual ) until he'd been confronted with it, and perhaps that was a little bit of a shortcoming on his part, that lack of self-awareness where it had concerned how the friendship between you had room for something more. But he's here now and you're here now and he really couldn't ask to be anywhere else. ]

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