Jet Fuel Can’t Melt Steel Beams || @Lyricalclxrity
“I think yer gonna be, though… I mean, not that I don’t think yer great already, but…” Honestly, who knew he was this awkward when he was alone? All he could really do was snuggle even closer to the other, if that was even possible at this point. “Sorry… M’still nervous…” He sighed a little. “I’m like… Head over heels fer ya… Been fer awhile…”
“W-well, that’s...” Good grief, he doesn’t know what to do anymore. Except hide his face even more than before from embarrassment. “I-I’m just... I’m only...” Doesn’t know what to say, either, apparently. He’s mumbling--and then a little yawn escapes him. Oh. Looks like he might actually be getting tired, too. “...I-it’s... okay... and all... mmh...”












