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they want to convey their love to your muse.
Eve was chewing on her lip nervously, that had become rather normal around Sophie lately. Being nervous. Not in a bad way of course, just…nervous. Scared to make a mistake because she always wanted things to go right with the other girl. When she caught Sophie’s attention she slowly moved closer to the girl. When Sophie smiled at her, Eve smiled back. Her hand moved up to Sophie’s face, not quite touching it but hovering closely. Her breathing was shallow, breathy. Finally she cupped Sophie’s face, her thumb brushing against the girls skin in a slow motion.













