A hand comes to rest on Stelle's cheek, Dan Heng staring softly into golden eyes. The way she'd shined in the light through the window...
❝You truly are gorgeous.❞
~Starlighttrain
Stelle gazed out the window as the multicolored fireworks bloomed outside the Expresses window. Stelle's first encountered fireworks the year she boarded and instantly fell in love. The way they arched into the sky, covering it in multicolored sparks of fire—it reminded Stelle of flowers bursting forth from their protective buds only to wilt a second later. The only drawback these sparks of light had was the sound they made. The large explosion at launch, and the screeching sound as it streaked across the sky hurt Stelle's ears. But luckily the Express muffled the sound allowing her to fully enjoy them this year, instead of pugging her ears with her hands as she watched.
When Stelle heard Dan Heng come up behind her, she had turned her head to greet him only for his hand to rest against her cheek. Her face instantly turned a soft pink. A part of her was embarrassed that she was still bashful when it came to surprise intimate contact.
"Uh, thanks..." Stelle returned her gaze back to the fireworks, trying to ignore her heated face. "Do want to join me? Fireworks look different when you're watching them from above."
@starlighttrain