@phonecalled !
jonah wished maisie’s eyes weren’t so captivating. he often found himself falling into pools of sapphire at his own accord, with very little restraint to keep himself from drowning. the relationship was far from equal, endless giving and no taking from his end, but regardless, she managed to continuously rope him in. jonah’s poison was now, admittedly, hoping to encourage the cinematic romance he hoped for, by planning elaborate dates, only for the blonde to dismiss his efforts. “ are you gonna’ listen to me, or are you gonna’ keep staring at your phone ? ” jonah eventually snapped mid-conversation, a finger idly tapping on the wooden table between the two. the day had merely began at a restaurant, with further plans lined up for the evening looking more, and more unattainable by the minute. “ i’m sorry, i just — i took a day off work to bring you here, mais. ” he continued, voice adopting a hushed tone, hoping passers-by wouldn't detect his embarassment.
