once again i think i might start over. not now but... eventually. fresh starts always kick off my muse again but since iām in a creative block right now not any time soon! sorry for the constant jumping around, i guess i just like to leave certain chapters behind me. hope to see and write with you soon!!
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someone really needed to write a book on how exactly to navigate one's own feelings and breakdown how relationships were supposed to work. of course, those existed, but hwiyoung had already thumbed through enough of them at a local bookstore to know they were loaded with bullshit. or, maybe, he was so deep in the honeymoon phase of this newfound feelings that nothing in the book made any logical sense. in the end, it really didn't matter, as it at least seemed as though yeonmi was just as lost as he was if their awkwardness around each other during their most recent meetings was any indicator of how they both felt. before it was so easy to touch her, brush a stray piece of her perfect hair away, or gently give her hand a squeeze when she was speaking a little too much about something he had no interest in like her rich girl drama, but now everything felt so different. it was almost as though a whole new meaning was applied to their every little action, or maybe that was just his fear of messing up what they had slipping through.
he'd always heard dating friends was a mistake. hwiyoung had never had many friends, but he'd bonded with a few other boys in the orphanage until the inevitably were pushed out due to their age or were one of the lucky few who actually got taken home to a family. Ā during this time, they'd discussed things fueled on by teenage hormones and their glimpses of pretty girls in the streets outside. one boy claimed to have experience, or seemingly knew someone who did, and he repeatedly warned hwiyoung to never, under any circumstances, date a friend. it always ended messy, he said, you could never go back to the way things were if it happened to go awry. at the time, he'd vowed to himself he'd never be one of the fools that fell for one of their friends, but young hwiyoung couldn't have ever predicted a girl like yeonmi waltzing into his life.
it's funny how your feelings can so drastically change for someone. while he'd always been thankful for yeonmi's attention, it was more for his own benefit rather than him caring about her happiness. for a while, she was nothing more than a plaything to him, something to keep him occupied and at one point, someone he wanted to steal blind. he was still unsure when exactly the switch had been flipped, but he can vaguely remember suddenly finding her much more bearable and then next he knew, he didn't want to be apart from her too long. not only that, but it seemed she was always running around his thoughts at any given moment in the day. what is yeonmi up to? is she happy? did she eat? this manifested in slightly teasing text messages sent to her with a small smile on his face, always followed up by some cheesy pick up line with a heart or some other emoji. it seemed like the right thing to do as a boyfriend, the hearts and pickup lines, but perhaps he needed to step up his game at some point. they'd yet to even hold hands. maybe that was where he needed to start. then again, the thought absolutely terrified him, and so he'd yet to break through that wall, always telling himself there'd be another time. on her end she'd yet to attempt either. he'd honestly assumed the moment he asked her out everything would magically fall into place and he'd know exactly what to do and when, but unfortunately life was not that simple, and romance was even more complex than he could have ever guessed.
now, sitting next to her on the floor at the foot of her bed, he thinks that maybe these thoughts are the last thing he should be thinking. as for why they were on the floor? he refused to sit on her bed. now that they had an official title, it just felt too real. what if they moved immediately into cuddling? he wasn't quite ready to make that step, and the further they stayed from her plush mattress, the less likely the dreaded cuddling would happen. now, the idea did sound wonderful, and very boyfriend like, but he was sure he'd combust if he was that close to her, especially considering he still hadn't worked up the courage to even twine his fingers with hers. with that thought his eyes flicker down to her hands before back up to her face, his lips curling into a small grin as he catches the excited look on her face, one he tucks away far into the recesses of his brain for a later look. he's not really sure what she's talking about, some designer brand clothing he could never dream of affording, but while this topic may have bored him to tears before, now he found himself elated to just hear her talk and look happy. it was a good look on her, the smile, especially when it was genuine. he still wonders how he hadn't noticed it before, but no matter the wait, he had finally realized it and now he was determined to never let her frown for too long. he wondered if she felt the same way about him.
"right, right, it is a little overrated." he still has no idea what she's talking about, but he laughs nonetheless, wrinkling his nose at the mention of some gucci sweater. he did recognize that name, at least. "i don't know, i think gucci looks a little... tacky? you know i know absolutely nothing about fashion so don't hate me if i'm wrong, but the g's all over just seem a little much in my opinion." he shrugs then, tilting his head in her direction as she slips into conversation about an entirely different brand and the pieces she'd like to get her hands on. right, hands. his eyes flit back to hers again and his teeth worry his bottom lip as he contemplates just how terribly things could go wrong. but life was all about making mistakes, anyway.
he reaches over and slips his fingers between hers before she has a chance to react and pull away, tightening his hold around her hand rather gently as if to say to give it a chance. as for him, he finds himself burning a hole into the ground, his cheeks a rosy pink that he doesn't want her to see as he assumed he'd never hear the end of it if she did. his hand is somewhat clammy and he desperately hoped she didn't mind, thinking she'd understand his nerves enough to let it go. he was unsure of her experience, but his was virtually none, so for him this was a giant leap in the proper boyfriend behavior direction. at least, he hoped so.
"is this okay?" he belatedly realizes he's mumbling and assumes she hadn't heard when he doesn't get an immediate response, lifting his head with a shaky laugh and offering her a grin as he rubs at the back of his neck with his free hand. "i mean, do you like this? holding hands? i thought it was about time."
he doesn't exactly register her exact response, too focused on the color of her now blushing cheeks, and he decides right then he'd like to see it again and again. he can't help the wide smile that blossoms on his face, reaching over with his spare hand to pinch her cheek lightly with an obnoxious coo. here he was, teasing her, as if he wasn't combusting on the inside. his mind had wandered to the fact that now that they were officially holding hands, the next item on the list was either hugging or kissing. that alone was enough to have his cheeks heating up ever so slightly again.
when she questions why he's suddenly blushing, he refuses to answer, instead focusing on an all out assault of her pink cheeks. she could hate him later, the reactions he was getting were just too cute for him to resist. maybe being in a relationship wasn't as hard as he initially thought. confusing, maybe, but he certainly felt happy.
for now he'd focus on their happiness alone and hope that everything else would fall into place over time.
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asians worldwide are being beaten and killed. and it keeps going unnoticed. if you are being silent, fuck you.
the amount of hate crimes against asians have risen 1900%. itās not our fucking fault we are in this pandemic. asians arent a virus or a disease. leave us the fuck alone.
she canāt help that her immediate response is to roll her eyes so hard it nearly hurts paired with her lightly shoving coltās shoulder with a small huff. of course, on her end, she was really only trying to help. even if it were only a nosebleed, in a way he had gotten hurt trying toĀ ārescueā her in the first place, even though she certainly hadnāt been in any need of saving to begin with. the other male whoād been speaking to her had only been trying to flirt, much to anzuās annoyance, but she was handling it gracefully enough on her own beforeĀ colt decided to barge into the conversation. well, at least his heart was in the right place.
ānot at all, ugly.ā she retorts, sticking her tongue out at him, her nose scrunching up in the process. their friendship was an odd one, at least to anzu, because they bickered more than they got along. that was mainly due to anzuās own ability to grow irritated over the most simple of things, but his general behavior didnāt help anything. she finds herself snorting when he speaks again, completely checked out of her initial panic over his bloody nose. he could continue to bleed for all she cared.Ā āand what exactly is that supposed to mean, huh? youāre implying iām wastingĀ my face? how?āĀ
she hates to admit that sheās offended, but the comment did sting a little. it wasnāt as though she hadnāt heard something similar before, and perhaps itās thinking of that woman that has her blood boiling all over again. somehow heād managed to get a rise out of her by barely even lifting a finger, how annoying. why did she spend time with him again? with that thought she turns on her heel and begins to stomp away, suddenly determined to find herself a nice cup of hot chocolate and perhaps better company as well.
āyou suck!ā she makes sure to shout that over her shoulder, but despite her current exasperation, inwardly she hoped heād follow. getting drinks by yourself was so lonely, and she was tired of being alone.
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the number you have dialed has been disconnected. please...
not again! maybe heād gotten the wrong number? surely that had to be it, no way would sieun move on with her life and notĀ take her favorite friend with her. right? right?Ā the more he thinks about it, the more he begins to second guess himself. this is exhibited by the back and forth pacing in his room, his bleached hair sticking out in every single possible direction from him endlessly tugging on it, and his bottom lip being painted a bright cherry red from his constant gnawing at it. heās rubbed at his eyes through his fake glasses (no lenses, because who needed those, i mean come on) multiple times by now and if he had any sense heād just throw them to the side. he was in his own room, now circling the edges, why was he wearing glasses in the first place? then, all of the sudden, itās as though a lightbulb goes off in his head and he halts, pointing a finger up to the sky as his face lights up with his signature boxy grin. he had it. heād just go bother her at work! watch out, sieun, he has an urgent need to go over all his crush drama and his partner in crime wasnāt there to listen to him cry. blasphemous!Ā
dressed in his usual get up of mismatched clothing, this time a bright orange hoodie with a striped yellow turtleneck peeking out from the neck and plaid pants paired with white sneakers with the signature red swish on the side, he barges out of his own home, pausing the pose for effect like a true superhero. it was a wonder yerin hadnāt fallen in love with him yet. he was a catch. well, when he was off doing his hero duties, in any case. he was a pretty regular guy otherwise. maybe yerin would only like his alter identity. heās about to frown at the thought but slaps his cheek before he allows himself the chance, then pats them both gently and puffs his chest out before stomping down the hall. there was nothing baekhyun couldnāt do, and winning the heart of the cute barista was one of those things! he just needed his backup to support him was all! itād been too long since they hung out (three days, exactly, he was absolutely losing his mind) and he was determined to fill her in on every single thing thatād happened in the terribly long time spent apart.
>he makes sure to wave at every last person he sees on the way out, taking special time to greet his elderly neighbors and even getting side tracked to help the lovely mrs. park with her flowers. he even almost got stung by a bee. just hero duties! heād have to tell sieun all about it how he bested the yellow beast to make sure the peonies looked positively lovely, as mrs. park always said. peonies were his favorite flower, then again, they were the prettiest in the elderly womanās garden, so it may or may not have been solely for that reason. once heād given the flowers the attention they needed he continued his perilous journey to sieunās place of work where heād plop himself down outside and wait for her like a lost puppy waiting for its owning, tail tucked between the legs and all. with that in mind, he makes sure to stop into his favorite cafe which happens to be on the way, only to find the apple of his eye not working that day. of course, there was an unread text from her waiting for him in his phone, but he was much too nervous to open it. after all, he had accidentally called her cute and then screamed internally for approximately thirty minutes after the fact. that was actually the reason heād decided he needed to bother sieun, anyway, what were you supposed to do after you accidentally admitted to your attraction? cry? change your name? flee the country? all very good choices in his book, but sieun was always so great at giving advice unless it came to working out, so heād rely on her for the final word.
thus, with coffee in hand he plops down on a ledge near where sieun worked. he texts the wrong number a good three times before he gives up, cursing himself for resetting it in the first place after heād sent the text to yerin earlier. but, hey, could you blame him? love was dangerous! resetting his phone in a panic was his only real option! but now he couldnāt remember anybodyās number. well, his momās, but besides that he was at a loss (he always failed to remember it was backed up on his laptop somewhere). heās just about finished with his coffee when a familiar face emerges and he jumps to his feet so fast he sends the cup of coffee tumbling to the ground where the rest uncerimoniously splatters out onto the concrete. he takes a moment to mourn the lost coffee before he runs ahead straight into sieunās line of sight, bouncing up and down excitedly in front of her before remembering heād accidentally littered. that definitely went against the hero code of honor!Ā
āwait. wait! give me a second.ā he leaves no room for argument as he darts back over to take care of his trash, attempting to toss it in the trashcan like a basketball player on to miss by a miserable distance. he pouts momentarily before giving in and throwing it away like a normal person and then heās right in her face again, shoving his phone into her field of vision.Ā ālisten! i have an emergency. but first, i lost your number. and everyone elseās, but thatās besides the point! iām in danger!ā
they fall into their normal back and forth. it isnāt long before she brings up working out. looks like itās time for him to run. then he remember sheād just catch him anyway. sieun would make such a terrifying villain. he makes sure to tell her that. he absolutely deserved the horrible workout regiment sheād put him through later.
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ONE ( ALIAS / NAME ): Ā eggsĀ
TWO ( BIRTHDAY ): Ā march 23
THREE ( ZODIAC SIGN ): Ā aries
FOUR ( HEIGHT ): Ā 5ā²5.5 probably
FIVE ( HOBBIES ): Ā games, crying about homework, having too much energy but no attention span, experiencing writerās block hehe
SEVEN ( FAVOURITE BOOKS ): Ā idk.... please... i donāt remember how to read anymore
EIGHT ( LAST SONG LISTENED TO ):Ā love you too much - lucky daye
NINE ( LAST SHOW WATCHED ):Ā i donāt remember i thiiiink it was adventure time?? iām not a big tv watcher
TEN ( INSPIRATION FOR MUSE ): Ā all over the place,,, for baekhyun it was just a picture on pinterest. hwiyoung, jisung and anzu are all based off video game characters and sooyoung (whoās dead atm) was inspired loosely off of fairly odd parents. i kind of come up with stuff on the whim and roll with it usually.
ELEVEN ( MEANING BEHIND YOUR URL ):Ā āArietis is a double star in the northern constellation of Ariesā :-)
( just some random hcs i thought of !! this can b revised at any point itās mainly just here for me to jot some ideas down bc i canāt write rn )
hwiyoung:
after asking yeonmi out heās a little bit terrified heās going to mess things up so heās been constantly walking on eggshells when it comes to anything ~romantic~. heās hesitant to even hold hands with her yet
that being said, personality wise he hasnāt changed at all, though he no longer views her as a pest and actually really adores her even if he canāt quite put that into words. heās incredibly thankful for not only her friendship but the fact she put up with him being a petty thief as well as dragging her to mcdonalds at least once a week
heās still a petty thief though, donāt get me wrong. he has barely any money to his name and heās too prideful to ask for help and would rather find ways to make things work on his own
heās definitely stopped lying as much, mainly because now that heās close with yeonmi he feels like he doesnāt have as much to hide, but heāll be tight lipped around pretty much anyone else still especially when it comes to his past
he always checks his phone first thing when he wakes up and heās hopeful he has at least one text waiting for him. even if he doesnāt, heāll text yeonmi first thing no matter what. usually something annoying followed byĀ āgood morning!!Ā ā(āāæā)āā or something similar
he doesnāt have many friends but he has plenty of acquaintances, most are from when he was a bit younger so theyāre not incredibly close especially since most of them followed a much different path than he did
doesnāt even think of going to school at all but if pressed or given the opportunity he would because he knows itād be helpful in the long run. if given the chance, heād study psychology, but considering he canāt afford it, itās the last thing on his mind
filters through the same several outfits all the time. his closet is relatively empty and he doesnāt have too much interest in fashion to begin with. if he does, he just asks yeonmiās opinion and goes with whatever she suggests
his hair is currently long mainly because heās too lazy to keep up with constant trims. he thinks about going back to platinum often because he thinks it looks cool but doesnāt want to deal with the upkeep either. itās slightly curly naturally and currently a nice brown
has terrible handwriting. he likes to write yeonmi stupid notes from time with little doodles just because
still keeps a small collection of various items in his room but the size of it has gone down considerably in the past two years. his apartment is also much cleaner now and he has more decorations overall. now it looks like a home rather than a shell he was just living in
despite being nicer overall than he used to be, he can still come off rather rude to strangers because he doesnāt exactly hold back and can be somewhat cold
baekhyun:
absolutely enamoredĀ with yerin, the coffee shop girl. finally got the guts to talk to through after constant pep talks from his friends. luckily, for him, she thought the way he tripped over all his words and turned as red as a tomato was endearing
speaking of coffee, he hates it. but he drinks it anyway because he needs the caffeine. he will only order super sugary drinks otherwise heāll probably spat it out and whine
since time has passed, heās upgraded from only doing housework to actually taking on tasks some may consider superhero worthy, except theyāre still not to the level heād like to be. that being said, his imagination still plays up absolutely everything he does so helping an old lady cross the road makes him feel super accomplished
back to yerin: sheās actually on the complete opposite end of the scale, her family is a line of supervillains, but she hasnāt quite revealed herself (nor does she want to for obvious reasons) but inevitably this will come to a head as baekhyun continues to grow as a hero and she, too, grows as a villain
still an absolute MESS when it comes to fashion and hair. he canāt put together an outfit to save his life and his hair can maybe be considered a nicely styled bedhead (think: get you alone mv). bright, obnoxious colors and clashing patterns are his favorite
as a side hobby baekhyun got into fps shooters. heās terrible at them. somehow heās garnered a small following from streaming nonetheless (really itās because despite being an idiot heās quite funny) he eventually wants to move on to other games too
still hates working out. sieun if youāre out there... iām so sorry
still has a small desire to go back to school, but heās too caught up in all his other hobbies and work that he hasnāt had the time to look into it. in reality, heās just really distracted, but he does spend most of his time doing hisĀ āsuperhero dutiesā so he blames it on that if his friends call him out on the fact he still hasnāt calledĀ
incredibly clumsy unless heās in the zone. constantly covered in bruises and scratches and broke his arm a year ago trying to do a backflip to show off to his friends. he did not land well, nor did he complete the backflip
anzu:
recently picked up ballet classes again to work on her balance and form. she finds itās one of the few places she can fully relax and zone out for an hour or two besides when she practices gymnastic routines
a small part of her wishes she could still compete in gymnastics, but she knows getting back into it would be incredibly difficult. itās been something sheās been playing with in her mind a lot lately, especially due to the fact she has the time, but her own nervousness holds her back
as of lately, her nightmares have grown much worse and she hasnāt been able to sleep. sheās irritable most days as well as distracted and not fully there
sheās attempting to open up more about her own emotions as sheās beginning to realize keeping everything bottled up is only making things worse. that being said, thereās few people she trusts with this information as she doesnāt want to bother anybody as well as the fact that sheās always anxious talking about her feelings will change peopleās perspectives about her to be more negative
generally has pretty low self esteem. does not believe it when people compliment her, but usually sheāll accept it to be polite
surprisingly argumentative with certain people and sometimes it shocks even herself
still terrible at darts and not very into movies as she canāt sit down and focus through the whole thing to save her life
video games are still a major stress reliever for her, though lately she finds it difficult to get into them
despite the fact sheās relatively close with her aunt and uncle, lately she hasnāt spoken to them much either. sheās pulled away from most things due to her terrible mood and only really goes out for work or if a friend pries her from her apartment. secretly, sheās grateful, but sheāll whine until sheās actually out at which point sheāll actually enjoy herself
music wise sheās been listening to a lot of classical. it calms her. she doesnāt know the names of any of the songs she likes, though, and would be hard pressed to name anybody besides the most well known composers
sheās been playing around with the idea of going to school finally and her aunt and uncle would support her financially (through her parents, of course) but as she has no idea what sheād like to study she still holds off on this
wants to travel more of the world but she never has a lot of money because she makes so many impulsive purchases and sheād never ask her aunt and uncle for help unless it were an emergency situation
most of her bad mood comes from conflicting memories that are starting to sprout up, but she doesnāt quite understand whatās going on yet. her migraines (and headaches in general) have gotten much worse and more frequent, as well
her aunt/uncle have gently pressed for her to go back to therapy but she refuses assuring them nothing is wrong. she has a weird idea of it thanks to her prior visits and is just generally distrustful of the whole idea now unfortunatelyĀ
sheās so down in the dumps rn i want to fight her. thatās a hc too. thank u
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things you said when you kissed me goodnight
i hate it here.
she despised the smug look that always worked its way onto leoās face whenever the other taunted her, whether it be through one of her many insults or the way she purposely pushed on anzuās buttons in order to get her squirm. though, it was not for the reason sheād like to believe it was. itād be too simple to state it was because she didnāt like the other woman, but it was much more complicated, and the fact it wasnāt straightforward was the reason for her distress in the first place. still, standing here before the other, the only thought running through anzuās mind was how desperately she wanted to wipe that look of leoās face.
it hadnāt always been this way. in the beginning, the look in particular would only serve to fluster anzu, leading her to nervously play with the fabric of her sleeves under the otherās prying gaze, but overtime itād evolved into something anzu couldnāt stand seeing. she wasnāt exactly sure where sheād drawn the line, but there was something about seeing leo satisfied that only served to anger her rather than cause her to blush and fumble over her words. this time was no different, and despite the fact they were standing in the middle of her own living room, she felt no comfort in her surroundings, instead attempting to fight off the irritation building within her the more leo continues to speak.Ā she feels the tell tale signs of her anger and she can tell leo picks up on it too, she was too keen not to.Ā
āwhat is it, baby, getting angry over a little joke?ā
anzu doesnāt register the way her hands tightly curl into fists until they hurt, her eyes widening momentarily as she attempts to compose herself, properly adjusting herself into a semi relaxed stance as she frowns. leoās laughter does nothing to calm her, but she stays rooted to the spot for the moment, unwillingly to run away as much as she wanted to. itād be too easy to escape into the confines of her own room, but something inside her was compelling her to stay and face the other head on. she wasnāt sure if she liked this side of her yet, but it was too soon to tell if her three second decision to stand her ground would bring upon any real consequences.
āyouāre not going to say anything back? looks like i was right!ā
she doesnāt frown but instead her face twists into a scowl, her body tightening right back up into that tensed position sheād become so used to whenever she was in leoās presence. now, even trying to will herself to calm down, she canāt quite bring herself to do it and she only grows irritated with herself for allowing leo to crawl under her skin yet again. even so, she refused to walk away.
āshut up, leo.ā her voice comes out weaker than she intends and she hears the snort from the other side of the room. leo opens her mouth to speak again, but anzuās quick to interrupt, tired of letting the other control the conversation every single time they spoke.Ā āiām sick of you being so mean to me, and for what? iāve never even done anything to you.ā itās a feeble attempt at fighting leo off and she knows it, but she hadnāt had enough time to wrack her brain for anything better, the small huff that escapes her only solidifies how fragile her defense was.
the smug expression returns and anzuās fingers tighten. she reallyĀ hated that expression. it ruffled her, not only because of whyĀ it was there, but because she found it wickedly attractive. the problem was, finding anything about leo alluring at all was confusing enough, and she hated to admit to herself that she liked anything at all about the other besides the weird relationship theyād stumbled into. she couldnāt exactly consider it friendship, but she supposed labeling leo as an enemy would be too much. she didnāt know where they fell, but she was positive that she was charmed by a smirk of all things. sometimes, if not all the time, she really hated her own mind.
āyouāre quiet. thinking about me again? we could always pull the maid outfit back out again.ā
so sure the other has more to say, anzu takes her chance to make her way over before leo has the chance to slip an insult in. she didnāt want to hear it, and sheād do anything to both shut her up and get rid of the infuriating look that drove her mad. though, once she finds herself just a few paces away from leo, she finds herself at a loss. she stops just a step away and faces the other with wide eyes, the gears in her mind whirring for something, anything, but she comes up blank. for a moment, nothing happens, but as with anytime she was around leo, the silence didnāt last long.
but anzu doesnāt hear it, the blood rushing to her head drowns it out as she takes that last step forward, brows furrowing together as she frowns.
āgod, just shut up already, leo!ā it comes out rushed, and harsher than she expects, but she doesnāt allow herself to dwell on it for long, her body seemingly acting on itās own as she grabs the other by the cheeks and leans in to press their lips together. itās nothing too pleasant, anzu only lingering for a few second before she realizes what sheās done, pulling away as though sheād been burned her cheeks bright red as she casts her gaze off to the side. she momentarily forgets to pull her hands away and they rest upon leoās cheeks, similar to that day she found her on the floor, before she pulls those too away. itās eerily silent, and anzu canāt even bring herself to chance a look at the other. not yet. sheād never done something so wildly impulsive before, but she didnāt exactly regret it. she, instead, was more perplexed at the fact she wasnātĀ running away immediately, but still standing there like a fool right in front of leo.
āthatās it?ā
leoās voice is enough to pull her out of her own thoughts, and anzu finds herself, once again, faced with that frustrating look on her face again. still blushing, she frowns, determined now more than ever after her taunt to not back down. she shakes her head in response, more to herself than the other, and leans in again similar to how she had before before she can talk herself down. this time when they meet, anzu doesnāt pull away, instead pressing impossibly closer despite her lingering shyness. itād been so long since she touched anyone like this, so besides the fact it was leo, she would be lying if she stated it were anything but pleasant. she awkwardly moves her hands from leoās face down to her waist, gentle in her grasp as she tugs the other closer to her, determined to leave leo as witless as her even if it were only for a few moments. if anything, she assumed her tongue slipping into leoās mouth could do the talking for her.
from there, sheās unsure who takes the lead, where one body ends and the other begins, but as they end up in her bedroom bathed in the moonlight peeking in through the window, she tells herself sheāll could mull over her actions in the morning.