[ her eyes don't leave his face as he continues to confess everything, and her heart both constricts and feels a little bit freer. she does her best not to think about the reality of their situation more often than not, that things could be reset whenever those in charge feel that they're no longer fulfilling their purpose, that anything in this place could wipe out their afterlife in the blink of an eye. when she'd come to him, she'd been afraid of just that, that they'd decided to reopen her wounds and let her bleed out from them because of some indiscretion, because she hadn't been behaving the right way.
but he's right. what they'd just been through is proof of that. they've been given a second chance here, and they're living on borrowed time.
she shifts closer to him, her knees curled by his lap, hand reaching out to frame his jaw as she turns him slightly to face her, leaning in close. her voice sounds impossibly soft as she speaks, so unlike how she usually sounds. so vulnerable. ]
It means something.
[ and then she closes the distance, slowly, with enough time for him to stop her if he decides this is a step too far. if he doesn't, her lips are going to find his, kissing him lightly, the tip of her tongue darting out to taste his mouth. ]
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but he's right. what they'd just been through is proof of that. they've been given a second chance here, and they're living on borrowed time.
she shifts closer to him, her knees curled by his lap, hand reaching out to frame his jaw as she turns him slightly to face her, leaning in close. her voice sounds impossibly soft as she speaks, so unlike how she usually sounds. so vulnerable. ]
It means something.
[ and then she closes the distance, slowly, with enough time for him to stop her if he decides this is a step too far. if he doesn't, her lips are going to find his, kissing him lightly, the tip of her tongue darting out to taste his mouth. ]