⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ❛ put your loving where your mouth is. ❜⠀ … ⠀@h0ckeycide .ᐟ
OH, MISHA ... ever the gentleman. ( not! ) the overhead kitchen light catches the shine of her lip-gloss as she takes her bottom lip between her teeth. her short legs idly kick back and forth as she perches on the edge of the kitchen island worktop ... the already oversized hockey jersey with his number on the back she was currently wearing genuinely looked even larger on her petite frame. it practically swamped her. it may as well been a dress to peaches.
❛ ❛ i'm not quite sure i follow wha' ya mean by tha', misha. ❜ ❜ her long lashes flutter and she cutely tilts her head to the side, almost as if she were playing the part of a confused puppy. the innocence was being feigned, of course. ❛ ❛ but if i 'ad t' guess, it kinda sounds like you want... a kiss? ❜ ❜ the corners of her lips twitch a little ... a smile possibly ready to show on her soft, doe-like features.
her small hands reach out, coming to settle on his broad shoulders as she lifts her chin and gazes up at him. ❛ ❛ i mean, if tha' is wha' you want... am not sure if i could reach your lips. ❜ ❜ a brief pause passes. ❛ ❛ you're too tall. ❜ ❜ she's absolutely not complaining, by the way. besides, in a situation like this, she could easily lean up to kiss him if she actually wanted to ... she's being stubborn just to be stubborn, honestly. ❛ ❛ though... thinkin' about it... there are other places i could kiss. ❜ ❜