Instantly her cheeks were flushed in a soft pink, “I suppose we do,” she paused, her tongue grazing her lower lip as she shook her head, “But I don’t mind,” her shoulders shrugged in content. A silent laugh moved from her lips before she added, “What’s that saying about complicated relationships? They’re the ones worth fighting for if you can work through it, or something?” she said, not even knowing what she said. It sounded like incoherent sentences. Maybe it was the distraction she found herself in by her hues locked directly into his, no sign of moving out of his view.
As he complimented her, her eyes desperately wanted to show the shy side of her and fall to the floor, but she was having a hard time doing so – And that was such a good thing. “Thank you. You always look sharp, – handsome, even,” she commented as the smile formed into a smirk at the corner of her lips. Then it felt like her stomach fell to her feet as he placed his hand on her back, pulling her closer. Butterflied stomach, evidently pink almost red cheeks, her lower lip in between the grip of her teeth, she nodded, “I-I’m glad I’m here t-too,” the stutter falling honestly from her mouth.
Hazel moved one of her hands to rest on the back of his neck, gingerly pulling at the smaller hairs on his head and the other rested on the top of his shoulder. “I-I, – No one has ever made me feel as nervous as you are making me right now,” she confessed to what felt like someone sitting on her chest. “And I can’t put my finger on why,” she canted her head as she trailed on, the hand that was once on the top of his shoulder gently tapping his nose.
There was something about the pink hue that appeared on her face and the look in her eye when he would compliment her that made him want to do it all over again. Although this all was nerve-wracking, mostly because it was new, but also because it felt so good. He couldn’t remember a time, in a very long time, where something felt this good. With her, he could laugh and he could talk. He felt like he could be himself. It was comfortable and somehow with each day that passed, he knew that she was opening up to him too. Something about them was just so easy, so seamless.
But then there were moments where he felt like he might explode from his nerves. Because although everything was seamless, it was still so new to him. Relationships hadn’t been his strong suit, especially since the last.
He bit the inside of his lips as he finally held her in his hands, keeping both of his hands against the small of her back, the corners of his lips turning up in a small smile as she reached out to him too. “The feeling is.. definitely mutual,” he spoke quietly, a chuckle ringing though his chest. He didn’t say anything else, in fact-- he couldn’t think of anything else to say, which is why he knew exactly what he needed and wanted to do. His eyes glanced into hers for another moment before he leaned in slowly, brushing his nose with hers gently before pressing his lips into hers, finally.
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