♬ - Our muses slow dance together fUCK ME UP MO
affectionate symbol meme | not accepting. / @jingleburst
SHE WAS AS BEAUTIFUL AS EVER sitting there in her little pink dress, her fingers nimbly playing with the napkin, the soft smile on her face the same as always-- with the familiar ability to make every little worry ryan ever had run away like rain down the street. his hand lifts to fiddle with his tie, forcing his eyes to look anywhere but at his roommate in fear of his cheeks flushing red for the billionth time that night. maybe it wasn’t the best idea he ever had to bring the girl he was infatuated with to his uncles wedding-- maybe it wasn’t the best idea to be her roommate at all. but nevertheless, it was too late to change things now.
HIS GLANCE FLOATS TO THE DANCE FLOOR, upbeat music pulses through the room, everyone had finished their deserts ages ago and although he was not inclined to point it out to luka, a lot of his family members had given him a look that practically screamed ‘dance with her, stupid.’ turning umber eyes back to her, he opens his mouth to talk, yet his breath catches in his throat, chest heavy at the thought of rejection. the expectancy in her eyes only causing his nerves to spike as a smile wipes over his lips in smitten awkwardness.
❛ do you want to dance ... with me ? ❜
RED. HIS CHEEKS WERE BURNING, ryan’s fingers are curling around the edge of his chair, crossing out of sight as he awaited her answer, to dance to a song he loved with a girl that he loved liked seemed almost too good to be true. and with her nod of approval, he doesn’t hesitate in standing first and offering her to take his hand, her petite fingers intertwining with his own as he guided her to the floor, usually somber eyes suddenly bright as he turned to let her twirl beneath his arm to the fast paced tune. but the dancing tune quickly fades to something slower, piano and violins musing through the venue.
LOOKING DOWN TO HIS FEET, ryan manages as bashful smile-- he never meant to be so romantic and yet, everything seemed to fall right into place tonight, for the first time in a long time. and the bright laugh she offers in response and the pink tint to luka’s cheeks reassure him that everything is just fine. and so softly, he guides her hand to his shoulder as he slips his arm around her, holding her close to him-- the warmth of his cheeks suddenly on fire compared to before. but even so, with his cheek gently resting against her hair and her head against his chest, he couldn’t feel more at peace. he had never met someone like luka-- who made him feel so safe.
THEIR MUTTERED TALKING was just for them. gentle whispers in each others ears as they swayed slowly to the music, the warmth of her breath against his cheek as she commented on how pretty the wedding flowers were made his heart race, the smell of her perfume made his eyes heavy, and at the sound of her sweet voice murmuring a small “hey..” he never meant to turn his head so subtly to look at her, he never meant to tilt his head in such a way as to lean in so close, nor did he mean to drop his gaze to her lips, but it all fell into place, if he only moved an inch closer, for the music to fizzle out into the background, to press his lips against her own. this couldn’t happen, could it ? they were roommates after all !
AND JUST LIKE THAT, ryan’s heavy eyes open, his duvet hanging off the side of his bed and the cold stare of his bedroom wall his only distinction between dream and reality. his heart sinks in his chest as he rolls over to face the door, the softness of his mattress suddenly not so welcome as it had been last night.
❛ just too good to be true. ❜
