nathairs
he can’t help but make a quiet whine from the back of his throat — eyes shooting chloe a bashful gaze. he didn’t hate this feeling but more found it unbearable. it ate away at him! being embarrassed made him want to sink into the couch, maybe hide under the blanket too. it wasn’t something syl’s become accustomed too yet. how chloe processed it was something he couldn’t fathom.
cheesy things like having the flutters in the stomach to the racing of his heart. all of that load of crap was actually true! “too good at it.” though; it gave him a taste of his own medicine. “yes, yes! it’s better that way! we both have things we’re better suited for.”
the kiss to the head was appreciated, maybe even enough for him to entirely disregard the fact he probably looked like a tomato.
“feed me another chip otherwise I’m gonna lose it.” he needed to be silent. the embarrassed squeaks that came out of him were humiliating. “can’t believe you got me this good.” a repeat of words were mumbled as his mind raced with thoughts of her.
“ that part isn’t my fault. ” she speaks, fighting the smile trying to form on her face. due to their roles usually being reversed in these situations, she knows exactly how he is feeling. face on fire, feeling like you’re going to throw up ( but in a good way ), wanting to go crawl in a hole and never look back. syl was definitely going through it right now. and it was hilarious -- in the most loving way, of course! “ i think you can blame that on the fact you like me. all’s fair in love and war. ” that applied here, right?
well, now she really can’t help but make things worse -- just a little. there is a hum at the request, the feigned thinking that she really made no effort into looking real. reaching into the bag, she pulls out a chip, stopping it in front of his mouth for a moment ... before popping it in her mouth. “ maybe i wanna see you lose it. maybe i’m on a power trip right now. ” as she speaks, she pulls out another, this time actually offering it to him. “ just kidding. here. ”
