Oct 16, 2023
he touched two fingers to his lip and shot a caustic glare up from the corner of his eye. — “ 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑. 𝚒𝚏 𝚒’𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛. ” — crane’s icy gaze lowered to inspect his fingertips. there was only a ghost of a red wisp floating in the scant strand of saliva he’d transferred from his mouth to the pad of his finger. he felt like he tasted more, pressing the tip of his tongue to against a sore spot inside his mouth. “ I must have misinterpreted that love tap as a warning. ” he pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose, “ sometimes our actions can be confused. perhaps you should work on using your words. ” / @banschivs.