it’s very sudden, the way his head pops up at the ring of a bell. shocking, too, considering that he usually doesn’t care who waltz in, who doesn’t — if there’s a problem, the boys always take care of it before he gets to.
but this was different, and the familiar but / not / shock of green hits the eyes with a resounding resolution, one that makes the sudden notice make sense.
there’s part of him that wonders if he’s caught a ghost, eyes staying transfixed on the upcoming figure. don’t get him wrong, his lips are curving into a small smile, despite the fact that there’s a small part of him who wants to throw a punch. the other part wants to outstretch arms. we’ll see which reflex wins!
eyebrow raises once smart mouth goes on, those lips curving upwards even more. fuck.
❝ as if you’ve ever cared about someone getting the wrong idea. except, of course, whenever the wrong idea is apparently you being tossed in a ditch dead somewhere. ❞
yes, there’s slight anger in his tone, but mostly? sugar coated relief, with a small hint of annoyance.
that smile comes full force next, however, when arms do eventually wrap around the shorter frame and squeeze as tight as possible — he’ll get over it!
❝ not to mention — you’re the one in my territory this time, scorpio. what’s that about wrong ideas? i’m starting to wonder if there is one when it comes to you... or... us, for that matter. ❞
that smile is ridiculous when he pulls away, toothy grin and all. and it all begs the constant question. what have you been up to?
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