edward.

HE HADN’T MEANT to imply that he needed some ASSURANCE of their status. he’d meant to affirm his own … DEVOTION to her. that he could be satisfied, CONTENT, with sitting beside her in class every day and just … PINE. he could be pathetic and she could continue her existence. but her words are do not STUN as much as her TOUCH and he turns, eyes narrowed, brow furrowed. “ i don’t … ” he DOESN’T. and he sounds FOOLISH, looks it for how his lips part, GAPE for a moment before he composes himself. he adopts, instead, something just as FLUSTERED, but rather clouded with DOUBT, his lashes obscuring his vision as eyes cast downward. the moment feels heavy with MEANING, some charged shift in how they might PROCEED. “ i don’t want to be your FRIEND. rather, i don’t want to be … JUST your friend. ”

as she speaks, her touch lingers – like a quiet whisper against skin – brushing softly, along the line of his JAW. it falls eventually, as he begins to speak, too. with furrowed brows, she analyzes his human response – the way his lips part ( eyes guilty of trailing over them, as they gaze quickly over the rest of his careful features ) and his heart – always the way his heart beats. a constant rhythm that keeps her GROUNDED. she is ANXIOUS of his response, plotting in the back of her head which places she could escape too if the need be —— but his implications work in her favor. and her features soften before her lips settle into a gentle smile and her eyes close to reminisce in the moment. she’s quiet for longer than she intends to be, though she’s only in AWE. ❛ i —– ❜ she begins, ❛ don’t want to stay away from you. if only i could subdue my feelings to say it’s merely a CRUSH – but that would be a dangerous understatement. and i am quite afraid of saying this but ———- i think i may love you. ❜
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