♡ he's a feelsy boy, okay???
accidental affection
send me ♡ for your muse to drunkenly confess feelings to mine
status: accepting.
it was the kind of party only meant for two people, a rooftop party away from the world for a night. away from dedsec, and truth be told she probably should be working on her brand. she is selfish though. she’s selfish, and she likes where she is far too much to move. sitting here, above the world; san fransisco really was beautiful. there’s music playing, but it’s off in the distance; she can’t make out who it is. delsin’s drunk, but then again sitara is too. not nearly as tipsy, but she’s giggly. the night continues for maybe an hour, them talking about everything and that’s when he’s adamant about grasping at her attention; focusing on him rather than the world around them. it’s when he starts talking about things, feelings that sitara hadn’t been aware of before. he’s drunk, but drunk minds speak sober hearts or something like that. sitara’s too tipsy to really remember the phrase, but he keeps saying he doesn’t want to be her friend - like some kind of mantra. so she listens to him, with all the accidental repeats of words and the way his hands uncharacteristically shake. whatever this is, it’s real and he’s definitely feeling it. she’s not gonna belittle him by saying that he’s drunk. not when she feels something similar. so, she smiles a bit. it’s faint. ❛ so that’s why you called me up here. ❜ she teases, smile widening. he likes her? that’s new. ❛ gotta say, i thought you were annoyed with me. ❜ with that she leans against him slightly, they’ll definitely have a conversation about this tomorrow, but for right now. whatever this is? she wants it. it’s a break. a needed one.
