@melodysworn: send 🌿 to accidentally get caught under the mistletoe with my muse. accepting.
they’re at a bar, which they shouldn’t be, still kind of on shaky terms. in reality, they’re even, but ben still feels like he’s owed something, like there’s a deficit on his end, and it colors the way they sit there. next to each other but not close, and he talks to her but not really. they somehow manage to excuse themselves at the same time, and walk to the back corner together, single file.
ben sees it after they’ve both already stepped beneath, at the top of where the big room curves into a little hall that leads to the bathrooms. he doesn’t even wait or look to see if there’s anything on her face that says how she might feel about it, just leans in.
