( @do-i-win-yet / from here ☼ )
she’d lost all sense of reality, unaware if she was even blinking or not. unaware of how long she’d been staring at his lips. all she could think was how soft they looked, wondered if they felt just as soft. it was wrong, she knew, for her to even imagine leaning forward and pressing her lips to his. as wrong as it was, she couldn’t help but fantasize about their mouths colliding, so much so that she could practically feel it.
and then she heard his voice. but instead of it bringing her back to reality, back to her senses, allowing her to remember who she was with and who she was it sounded mumbled; she was so lost in her own thoughts, so lost in thinking about kissing him. “yeah, that sounds good to me. we could do that.”











