@ilesule sent, for jay & evie:
arms stretch out till palms press against palms, fingers intertwining as jay shakes them in place. the excitement coursing through his bones is almost too much to bear, keeping his words locked in his throat before arms thrown around her waist to throw her up in the air, catching her once again as if it was so natural. " evie. " rushed exclamation, fingers messing through beautifully combed hair to pull it into her face, hands squishing her cheeks. " i can't sleep, i can't eat, i can't think. you think we'll win this upcoming tourney? "
she welcomes his hands in hers, warm palm comforting and familiar. she’s content with this, even with jay’s excitement ( nerves? ) shaking the two of them. when arms wrap around her, she gives a squeal of surprise, her hands coming to rest on his shoulders instead. even when she’s tossed, she knows that he will catch her ( hasn’t he always been there to catch her when she falls? ). her smile drops only when he messes up her hair, but it’s quick to return. she brings her hands to his chest, and leans up on her tip - toes to press a gentle kiss to his cheek, for good luck. ❝ being unable to think is nothing new for you, jay, but i am worried about the not eating... ❞ she settles back down flat on her feet, bringing her hands up to cup his cheeks. ❝ how about you and i go get something to eat, take it to the enchanted lake, and get your mind off of things? you’ve got this in the bag, you just need to relax. ❞