Jan 10, 2016
I'm ready for this || Q+Iso
Q thinks he looks passably human - and less like a cherry than should be expected - his clothes clean and casual enough that she won’t read too much into it. Or she wouldn’t have, had he not sent her that one text. Is he seriously five? He pouts, running a hand through the back of his hair, and goes back to staring blankly at his phone screen. At least for a few more seconds, his attention gone back to the path before he even hears the footsteps, the smile nearly splitting his face in half before he’s even confirmed that it’s Isobel, there.
