[ despite all his meaningful gestures, his affections and the way he's looked at hwylryn tonight—he was waiting for something else. surely hwylryn would have been mad at him, yelled at him or given him the cold shoulder or worse. ish is cruel, he really, really, is but he's also a creature of love. that came first before everything else he's become.
he's wanted to kiss him properly but hasn't felt like he's deserved it, and so when hwylryn takes the initiative something blossoms in his chest. he won't pull back first this time even if he should have, but he doesn't drown even if he's breathless and even if they definitely dipped just a little in their levitation from his complete lack of focus. ]
I do. What kind of music shall we dance to? [ one hand moves to hwylryn's back, the other clasping their hands together. he was quite practiced at dancing once and his time here has dusted off his skills so they shine again. ]
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he's wanted to kiss him properly but hasn't felt like he's deserved it, and so when hwylryn takes the initiative something blossoms in his chest. he won't pull back first this time even if he should have, but he doesn't drown even if he's breathless and even if they definitely dipped just a little in their levitation from his complete lack of focus. ]
I do. What kind of music shall we dance to? [ one hand moves to hwylryn's back, the other clasping their hands together. he was quite practiced at dancing once and his time here has dusted off his skills so they shine again. ]