uccellodifuoco: As this last breath leaves me (021 - I picture my own grave)
Phoenix Ikki ([personal profile] uccellodifuoco) wrote 2012-09-15 01:02 pm (UTC)

[He nods a bit and scratches his neck lightly, looking at her sitting there, as if hesitating on whether he should sit with her or not. Actually he's not wondering that, he just looks at her, taking in her face and expression. It still feels so weird, to have someone like her, to have her, wanting to be with him, loving him. It feels weird and he can't help to wonder how long will it last before it breaks like everything else.

He pushes the thoughts again and he just... Let's his body do whatever it wants, his body and his heart that is, since they tend to be in cahoots with each other while his brain fights alone the reasoning battle. No matter how much he thinks he doesn't deserve her, or that this will end one day, his body and his heart don't allow him to push her away or leave her side. He sits down but doesn't remain sitting, instead he lays down, stretching his body as he places his head on her lap. Kotomi's lap makes a perfect pillow, okay. And from here he can see her face easily even as she reads.]


Yeah, it's fine... What book did you bring?

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