kalcpsiia:
ʀᴏsᴇᴀᴛᴇ ᴛɪᴇʀs ᴜᴘᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ sᴋᴜʟʟ sʜᴀᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇsᴛ words spilled like honey over lips, as Isaac neared Davina, “ Oh … n-no, you look – you look lovely. ” The emitted words were proceeded with the halt of a breath, acknowledgement of the brief awkwardness that had ensued with the over-calculation of spoken syllables. Isaac had never been the best with the way he chose his words and a lack of confidence tainted speech as a result. “ What tea would … would you like? T-they do say teas with lemon are good when you’re sick. ”
davina looked up at isaac for moment her eyes wide, he was just being polite but her eyes we’re hopeful anyway. quickly looking back down hoping he didn’t see. davina wished things we’re easier with issy but she wasn’t going to ruin there friendship because of.. whatever this was. “thank you.” she nodded looking back up at issy with a soft smile. “lemon tea huh? we can try that then! i have some stuff in here.” she said getting off her bed and remembering she still felt terrible. closing her eyes for a minute and getting herself together again. she walked over to issy again and guided him to the kitchen showing him were everything was and sitting on the counter. “how have you been?” she asked softly.










