‘ well i’m holding you to that , han bun , i know you’re always busy at these ragers , but i hope you can spare a couple minutes AND a dance for me. ’ she blushes, the red across her face paints a nostalgic tapestry across her cheeks. she tries to brush it off, but there was something golden about his presence around her, no matter how shattered her heart felt, he could easily piece it back together. catalina’s deep browns flicker towards the door of her impending class, despite not being a stranger to ditching class – her mind hesitates for a second, wondering if spending this much time alone with someone that she was still clearly in love with was a good idea ? but alas, catalina leads with her heart and not her mind, her hand reaches for his as they are tucked into his pockets as she begins pulling him away from the group. ‘ i have just the place that we can catch up ! ’ she beams, and for a moment, just one minuscule moment, if was as if nothing had changed . catalina and hanler playing by their own rules and letting everyone else fade into the background.
“i always have time for you.” his heart pounds inside the cage of his chest and his fingers only tousle his mess of curls even further, but the cheeky grin that spreads across his lips is no less charming. in fact, it’s almost casual, despite the not so casual slip of the tongue. “besides, it wouldn’t be a marques party if i didn’t say fuck it and did whatever i wanted, right?” she smiles up at him. no. she’s beaming. she’s glowing. it’s always been his favourite smile of hers. it’s cat in all her glory but more; like she’s been dialled up to eleven, like she’s been plugged in and lit up, like she’s been stuffed with sunshine. it’s his smile. her hand grasps his and he lets her; greedy for anything he can get. it’s instinct, the way his fingers find the spaces between hers, the way his warm palm presses flush against hers. she pulls him down the hall and he follows, more then willing. he spreads his free arm wide and laughs. “take me away, kit cat. i’m all yours.”
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