Re: ♪ What's to come ♪ (CLOSED)
Posted: 12 Nov 2014, 19:20
I can tell he's not exactly comfortable as he holds me. You hug enough people and you learn pretty quickly what a genuine hug feels like. Still. It's not the worst hug I've ever had. He doesn't feel tense like an ironing board or anything. I grab his shoulders with both hands and hug him tighter. I breathe in his scent and close my eyes as I sigh contentedly. He smells amazing. I know it's a trick of the mind though as what I smell is the ocean. I still have that image of him as a sun-kissed god in my mind and obviously I see him on a beach.
I feel myself falling deeper for him and practically purr in his arms as he babbles on about my path. Our path. Apparently he and I are the same. I'm deliriously happy to hear this at this point, as it means we have something more than music in common and any similarity to him has to be a good thing.
When he says he wants to teach me, I squeeze him tighter. I want him to teach me about more than just the powers I might possess. I feel the overwhelming desire to kiss him and as I pull my head from off of his shirt and look up at him my brow crinkles. He's tall. Too tall. Even on tip toes I wouldn't be able to kiss him. Not unless he dipped his head to mine.
It's this heady thought that snaps me back to reality. Well not quite. But I feel something's wrong. It's like that feeling I get when I'm drunk only my mind is alert enough to realise the falsehood of the feeling.
"Woah!"
I pull my hands back and pull away, hands in the air like I'm ready to surrender.
"I think we need the ruler rule. ****. Make that a broom or something."
I'm backing up as I'm speaking. I need to get some distance between me and him so I can think straight.
"Yeah. Distance is good. And erm..."
I look around the room and try to focus on anything that will take my attention away from him. There's not much to distract me, so I walk over to one of the two sofa's and set myself down at one end of one of them. I pull my feet up to my chest and wrap my arms around my legs. It's a defensive position in some ways but it's also pretty comfortable and forces me to keep my hands to myself so I go with it.
"Right. This is good. I'm gonna like... stare at my feet or something while you continue."
I look down at my feet and realise I'm still wearing my shoes. I crinkle my nose and glance up at Elliot apologetically as I quickly work them off and place them on the floor next to me. I wriggle my toes and get comfy again.
"Sorry about the shoes. I kinda spaced out."
I feel myself falling deeper for him and practically purr in his arms as he babbles on about my path. Our path. Apparently he and I are the same. I'm deliriously happy to hear this at this point, as it means we have something more than music in common and any similarity to him has to be a good thing.
When he says he wants to teach me, I squeeze him tighter. I want him to teach me about more than just the powers I might possess. I feel the overwhelming desire to kiss him and as I pull my head from off of his shirt and look up at him my brow crinkles. He's tall. Too tall. Even on tip toes I wouldn't be able to kiss him. Not unless he dipped his head to mine.
It's this heady thought that snaps me back to reality. Well not quite. But I feel something's wrong. It's like that feeling I get when I'm drunk only my mind is alert enough to realise the falsehood of the feeling.
"Woah!"
I pull my hands back and pull away, hands in the air like I'm ready to surrender.
"I think we need the ruler rule. ****. Make that a broom or something."
I'm backing up as I'm speaking. I need to get some distance between me and him so I can think straight.
"Yeah. Distance is good. And erm..."
I look around the room and try to focus on anything that will take my attention away from him. There's not much to distract me, so I walk over to one of the two sofa's and set myself down at one end of one of them. I pull my feet up to my chest and wrap my arms around my legs. It's a defensive position in some ways but it's also pretty comfortable and forces me to keep my hands to myself so I go with it.
"Right. This is good. I'm gonna like... stare at my feet or something while you continue."
I look down at my feet and realise I'm still wearing my shoes. I crinkle my nose and glance up at Elliot apologetically as I quickly work them off and place them on the floor next to me. I wriggle my toes and get comfy again.
"Sorry about the shoes. I kinda spaced out."