So, this note (as every other) was originally written in Russian and maybe it was a little hard to keep the atmosphere of the whole setting while translating:)
"You're beautiful," I said, a little hoarsely. The words just tumbled out. I couldn't stop looking at Neil as she sat beside me, watching the stars.
She turned her head towards me, a smile gracing her lips. Her gaze met mine, and we froze, each of us intently studying the other's eyes. The corners of my mouth tilted upwards on their own accord, and my heart clenched with the sheer beauty of the moment. I honestly thought this kind of thing only happened in books or movies, but here, right now, tonight, Neil and I were creating it.
"Really?" she replied, her gaze dropping slightly.
"Absolutely. Do you believe me? Or are you still finding it hard to?" I chuckled, sensing that she was more relaxed now, and definitely more open with me.
"I'll think about it," Neil replied playfully, "but thank you," she added immediately in a whisper, a faint blush rising on her cheeks, though hidden by the darkness of the night.
I carefully placed my palm over her fingers, resting on the ground, and looked up at the sky, feeling the warmth of her skin, and something incredibly pleasant bloom in my chest.
