covntd said : 💕
he’s unsure where the scales have tipped ; yet the calculations hardly seem to matter in retrospect , magnitudes drawing their poles together , inevitable & predestined : all their interactions have amalgamated , charged towards this singular moment . he sees it, the attraction that blooms a blush ‘neath his flowery eyes , the tilt of his jaw as he looks up at him , coy —— the man knows exactly what he’s doing & the ego trip draws breath from him , he knows he could just reach out & take & take & take .
there is always war within him , the cost of attraction a tough one to bear —— attachment , a dancing fugue that only serves harmonious to the melody of his life . he detests the idea , but count’s affections eat at him like sugar , he drowns . it subsumes him , possesses his very limbs until they tingle , numb , press him forward until there is nowhere left to seep , the crevasses of their interactions worn thin & borne heavy with unspoken terms . he wants him . he aches . then , in the middle of a laugh , a charming little quip , he truly looks at him , bears the desire lingering just beneath their parlay , & count quietens . his eyes are pleading , siren signals .
he sinks his fingers in his hair ; leans in .
