[ better now than leave it hanging over their heads, an uncertain nameless blade ready to drop at any moment. she can understand the anxiety, gods she even feels her fair share of it from merely bringing up the 'later talk' they agreed on.
Vex'ahlia takes a nervous breath in, something Percy will undoubtedly notice giving their position, catching his gaze with her own. immediately she feels all of her guards, her walls, everything crumble in the face of those earnest eyes. ]
As you have had mine. [ there's no denying it, no hiding from it. as aloof as she had been back then he had charmed her from the very beginning. ] You had me from hello.
[ her fingers still thread through his hair slowly but surely loosening it from how he styled it for work, her lips twitching in a fond smile. ]
Percy, darling, I don't need a castle or a fort. [ inch by inch her hand drifts from his hair, brushing gently over his ear then down to the line of his jaw. ] All I need is you. The rest we can figure out just as we always do.
From the very first? [Blink.] I had acne and the patchiest facial hair in the city and was, I'm told, insufferable at that age. Really?
[Percival you're still insufferable now. But he leans his head into her hand, before turning to kiss her palm, brushing his lips over the lines on her hand.]
Well, then. Vex'ahlia—I am yours, and so is whatever I have, little as that might be. [With a gentle little huff.] Suppose this is a good time to tell you I've been working on a bow for you, hm?
Really. [ what? there was something just so utterly irresistible that insufferable, acne riddled, patchy facial haired boy. something she couldn't help but fall head over heels back then. he was, and still is, a light she was inexplicably drawn towards. ] Acne aside you were pretty cute, Percy.
[ she exhales softly, trying to fight off the shiver that runs down her spine as his lips brush against her palm. ]
Have you? [ her eyes practically sparkle with excitement─ an undoubtedly familiar look from another life. ] If making me arrows back then was your way of flirting... What would we call making me a bow, hmm?
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Vex'ahlia takes a nervous breath in, something Percy will undoubtedly notice giving their position, catching his gaze with her own. immediately she feels all of her guards, her walls, everything crumble in the face of those earnest eyes. ]
As you have had mine. [ there's no denying it, no hiding from it. as aloof as she had been back then he had charmed her from the very beginning. ] You had me from hello.
[ her fingers still thread through his hair slowly but surely loosening it from how he styled it for work, her lips twitching in a fond smile. ]
Percy, darling, I don't need a castle or a fort. [ inch by inch her hand drifts from his hair, brushing gently over his ear then down to the line of his jaw. ] All I need is you. The rest we can figure out just as we always do.
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[Percival you're still insufferable now. But he leans his head into her hand, before turning to kiss her palm, brushing his lips over the lines on her hand.]
Well, then. Vex'ahlia—I am yours, and so is whatever I have, little as that might be. [With a gentle little huff.] Suppose this is a good time to tell you I've been working on a bow for you, hm?
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[ she exhales softly, trying to fight off the shiver that runs down her spine as his lips brush against her palm. ]
Have you? [ her eyes practically sparkle with excitement─ an undoubtedly familiar look from another life. ] If making me arrows back then was your way of flirting... What would we call making me a bow, hmm?