Dec 5, 2022
Send me a “ 👐 “ for your muse to put their cold hands on my muse’s face.
@s4crificial asked: 🤲 / from beck~!
“nooo! no, no, keep that --- keep all of that --- far away from my face. what were you doing outside, digging snow??”
dramatic as they were, there was no doubting the playfulness underlaying their words, or the way which with they removed the other’s hands from their cheeks. at least the fabric of his shirt was warm.
wren locked his hands by the wrists, challenge glinting in their one-eyed gaze. they said, “so. i can confiscate your hands. or you can promise you won’t let ‘em near my face again. we got a deal?”