[ DOORSTEP ]!
kissing prompts || @strickjagger
The night had been wonderful; Barbara couldn’t remember the last time she had been this relaxed. It wasn’t just that Walt was intelligent and clever – two very different qualities that rarely were that prominent in one person – or even just that he could make her laugh to the point of an undignified small snort – I hope he didn’t notice -
- but she felt as if they were connected.
Truly. As if some part of her was relieved to see him. It didn’t feel like awkwardly getting to know someone new, it felt like meeting someone very close after not seeing them for a very long time.
I’ve been missing you.
Which was ridiculous of course. One date was nothing, they hardly knew each other. Chemistry, she thought when they stopped outside her door and she looked up into his green eyes. That’s all it is.
And this very moment was the only one that night not alive with conversation and banter. They watched each other in silence for a few heartbeats, then he leaned down and pressed their lips together, slowly and gently-
- and perhaps it lingered a bit longer because she leaned into it, or maybe neither of them wanted the moment to end –
- but it did, as all moments do, and before she knew it she watched him drive away as she closed the door.
Who knows?
