[ The length of their embrace is, he feels, maybe a misstep. It could get more awkward and end up being less a romantic connection between two souls with their own pains. But... it just feels nice.
As close as she is, she'll feel as much as hear the sharp intake of breath when she apologises. That is a surprise and he can't hide it, pretend he knew it was coming. He wasn't thinking about the eye, the dull throbbing of it forgotten from the softness of their touch. ]
All is forgiven.
[ This is it, he thinks. He has to let go now. Otherwise, it's just so... mushy and not suave. ]
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As close as she is, she'll feel as much as hear the sharp intake of breath when she apologises. That is a surprise and he can't hide it, pretend he knew it was coming. He wasn't thinking about the eye, the dull throbbing of it forgotten from the softness of their touch. ]
All is forgiven.
[ This is it, he thinks. He has to let go now. Otherwise, it's just so... mushy and not suave. ]
...Do you like to dance?
[ And that is him not letting go at all. ]