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Department Of Visual Culture ® · Archive Nº726.

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SOMMAIRE𓈒 𝑓𝖾𝗆! reader ❤︎ 𝑏𝗌𝖿! martin 🪞 fluff friends2lovers physical touch 文库 493
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being friends with martin used to be simple.
at least, it had been before people started looking at the two of you a little too knowingly. before your friends began exchanging glances every time he saved you a seat beside him without asking, or when he'd instinctively reach for your wrist in crowded places as though losing you was never an option. somewhere along the way, the jokes about the two of you dating stopped being funny ⎯ not because they were annoying, but because neither of you corrected them as quickly as you used to.
the strange part was that nothing had changed.
and yet, everything had.
you're talking as the two of you walk home, though you're not entirely sure either of you is listening anymore. martin keeps glancing at you between sentences, his gaze lingering just long enough to make your heart stumble before he looks away again. you pretend not to notice. he pretends he isn't doing it.
then, without warning, he slows to stop.
"come here."
you don't think twice before walking over. you never do.
martin's brows knit together ever so slightly as he lifts a hand toward your face. "your hair," he murmurs, almost to himself, carefully tucking the loose strand behind your ear. the touch is light, familiar .... and yet somehow entirely different.
perhaps it's because his fingers don't leave right away.
or perhaps it's because, for the first time, he seems to notice just how close the two of you are.
his hand falls back to his side almost immediately.
"...sorry"
you can't help the smile that tugs at your lips. "since when do you apologize for touching me?"
martin lets out a quiet laugh, though it lacks its usual ease. "since i started thinking about it."
your smile falters.
"...thinking about what?"
he looks away for a brief second, rubbing the back of his neck the way he always does whenever he's trying to find the right words.
"i keep wondering if i'm making things obvious."
"obvious?"
"yeah." another small laugh escapes from him, softer this time. "how different it feels."
the air suddenly feels much too still.
martin exhales, shaking his head as though he'd already decided he'd said too much.
"forget it."
he turns, ready to keep walking.
you catch his sleeve before he can.
he stops.
"it feels different for me too."
the words come out quieter than you'd intended, but they still make him freeze.
for a long moment, neither of you says anything.
then martin looks back at you, searching your face so carefully it almost makes your heart ache.
"does that mean i don't have to apologize anymore?"
you laugh, unable to stop yourself, "no."
"no?"
"it means..." you step close, your shoulder brushing his. "next time, just don't pull your hand away so fast.
martin stares at you for a second before the smallest smile begins to spread across his face ⎯ slow, relieved, impossible fond.
"i can do that."
this time, when the two of you start walking again, the space between your hands feels much smaller than before.
neither of you reaches first.
somehow, your fingers find each other anyway.
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