taneyhanaâ:
Taney gently scratched her fingertips up the back of Lucasâ neck as she looked down at him. She new every fleck of color in those eyes and missed them in the moments he blinked. Silly as that thought was, it was one of the many little things that told her she loved him. A part of her was so dark, so self-loathing for being this way, her mind never still, always picking at things and questioning reality. It wasnât her fault repeat trauma had put cracks where the ânormalâ should be, but after years together sheâd hoped to not have to hear her brain saying little things like this anymore. Taney wanted to always be present- it was why sheâd dragged him out for, as she dubbed it, a ânormie dateâ.
âThe class is going to start in ten minutes. If youâre worried about me burning down a building in New York City, nowâs your chance to stop me.â Her lips curved into a little wicked smirk and she pulled on his callused hands. What she hadnât told him was that this was the third time sheâd been. Was it weird to still want to impress your partner after all this time? Her mind ticked on, her green eyes staring at his face a blink of absence and a blink of presence. âA kiss for luck that we donât starve tonight?â
@lucas-petersonâ
âIâve gotta wonder just what kind of class this is if youâre able to burn down a building. Though I suppose you could cause a fire in any class if you tried hard enough.â Lucas chuckled pulling her hands back so he could kiss them before leaning forward from where he was sat and kissing her chest. âIâm not worried. Mostly because if youâre going to burn something down itâll be for a reason I assume and I tend to agree with you on most cases.â













