[he tilts his head, lifting both brows, as though to silently ask her what she means. if he intended to say something along with that expression, well]
[she leans in before he can, mouth pressed against his, and holy shit his heart skips a beat and he swears he's about to spontaneously explode]
[there's a delay, but it's a short one as he regains his bearings. his grip tightens on her hand again, and he leans forward eeever so slightly to return that kiss]
[because]
[well, she's right. they might not see each other again after this, so. . . why the hell not?]
no subject
[she leans in before he can, mouth pressed against his, and holy shit his heart skips a beat and he swears he's about to spontaneously explode]
[there's a delay, but it's a short one as he regains his bearings. his grip tightens on her hand again, and he leans forward eeever so slightly to return that kiss]
[because]
[well, she's right. they might not see each other again after this, so. . . why the hell not?]