i'm baby.

                it hurt to pull away,    felt like yet   another tear   to his heart.    but he didn’t require intuition to pick up on body language.    𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬.      ❛      we didn’t I just needed -      ❜      stepping back,    he leaned on the balls of his feet,    fingers running through unruly curls    &    light browns looked deeply into hers.    with almost a look of pure disbelief,    the hurt in his eyes evident.      ❛      w-wanted to see you.    but um,    you . .don’t want me here,    do you,    andy   ?      ❜      he    could    take the hint,    but he    needed    to hear it from 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡.

                 door   swinging open,    he immediately takes initiative,    space between them becomes minimal.    large hands   cup her face    &    lips press to her forehead,    ever so sweetly in a chaste kiss.    muscular arms then wrap around her   much smaller build   to bring her forth    &    eyes flutter shut;    one hand pressed flat on her back    &    the other entangled in her hair.    𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞’𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞,    heart beating hard,    frame desperate for affection,    overtaken by melancholy.      he needs her.      

                 immediately,    head turned to look    over her shoulder,    eyeing the other up    &    down with a nasty demeanor.      ❛      and why the hell not   ?      ❜

                 wow,    charlie not flaking out on plans last minute   ?!    of course not,    he’s here for her.    reluctantly,    that is.      ❛      remember,    i’m here for you.      ❜      aka don’t do something stupid.

                 it’s not often he’s taken so aback by one’s beauty,    however a double take is in order.    to this,    a smirk replaced a   rather   neutral expression    &    he payed for his large black coffee and then some,   offering     an abundance of cash    that should cover the order of the girl behind him.    a nod    &    a wink to the barista as he head to the pick up station,    sporting that smug toothy grin.