And still he
would watch her crumble ever so slightly, piece by piece beneath her love for
the painfully catchy tune enveloping the pair with perfectly timed beats and a
tune written purely to tug at your heart. But he continues the dance as it matches
with the music, his gaze locked with her own before giving a brief spin as
though adding to the overall aura of the room. “Didn’t really mean to hurt you,
didn’t wanna see you go~” He knew she would eventually join and it was only a
matter of time on his part, simply carrying on with a faint smirk. Each word is
a coo before extending a hand with an expectant raise of his eyebrows, waiting
for fingers to wrap around his own regardless of how cranky she so happened to
feel.
“Know I
made you cry– but
b a b y”
It was now or
never, reaching the climax of familiarity that were you unaware of the first
stanza the chorus would allow you such to belt til’ your hearts content. Which
is exactly what he did, knowing his lover wouldn’t be able to resist the rare
instance of theatrics.
“If I could t u r n back t i m e!!!”
As he took back the lyrics she attempted to hide away the beginnings of her smile, bruiting the blow by turning into her shoulder and making herself smaller to sheild herself from his attempts at whimsy. It was sad, really, that her temper might force a grown man into this sort of display in attempts at repentthat was what she was telling herself to keep the straight face. But one glance up was all it took to steal her heart with boxed in, old dance moves. First she stole a look out of the corner of her eye, then she dared to flutter her eyelashes at the scene as her head turned only a little, before her smile emerged in it’s uninterrupted form.
“If I could find a way…” It was quieter then his proclamation, almost lost in the music as she used the hand extended to her to pull herself up. She’d edged her lips against his chin as she leaned into him hoping for nothing more then her star in the making to take the lead as weightlessly she stepped on his feet (so long as nothing more was packaged with a kiss). “…I’d take back those words that hurt you…”
i. This is a selective blog, meaning I only interact with mutuals. Please don’t be offended as it’s for the sake of my own sanity! ii. I’m very, very busy! If I can’t get to the reply right away I promise I have a good reason and I promise you I’ll get to it. v. I don’t typically do initial starters but I do have a tendency to make spontaneous starters if I feel like you’d be comfortable with me all up in your tag, so look out???
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MUN
1. my name is rex I'm 20 I use they/them pronouns