He tries to keep it cool. To play it smooth. It is not entirely possible, damnit. He finishes his waffles quickly and neatly, sitting back for a long moment just to look at her.
God he loves looking at her. Loves that she's here TO look at.
He could tease or he could cut to the chase. As it is he leans forward enough to close the distance and get the thing they're both waiting on over with.
Sticky from the syrup and twice as sweet, he presses their lips together and oh. It's her skin, her hair, her everything curled warm in his chest, gone as he'd ever been.. ]
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He tries to keep it cool. To play it smooth. It is not entirely possible, damnit. He finishes his waffles quickly and neatly, sitting back for a long moment just to look at her.
God he loves looking at her. Loves that she's here TO look at.
He could tease or he could cut to the chase. As it is he leans forward enough to close the distance and get the thing they're both waiting on over with.
Sticky from the syrup and twice as sweet, he presses their lips together and oh. It's her skin, her hair, her everything curled warm in his chest, gone as he'd ever been.. ]