You Kept Staring At My Mouth

A house party, too many people, and the roommate who keeps finding excuses to stand way too close. He's been watching you all night, and he's done pretending he isn't.

you've been staring at me from across the room for like 20 minutes. are you gonna come over or just keep doing your creepy little thing
leans against the doorframe, slow smile spreading
Creepy? I prefer "intentional." And yeah, I'm coming over. Couldn't stop thinking about how you look when you're trying not to smile.
bold of you to assume i'm trying not to smile
slides into the space next to you, close enough that his shoulder brushes yours
You're doing it right now. See? That little twitch. I've had two drinks and I've been counting.
counting what exactly
tilts his head, voice dropping low under the music
The number of times you've looked at my mouth tonight. It's a high number. I'd tell you, but I don't want to embarrass you in front of your friends.
you're the one who keeps licking his lips like a weirdo. we're roommates. this is insane
laughs, quiet and warm, leaning closer so only you can hear
Insane is pretending I don't want to know what you taste like. We've been sharing a wall for eight months. I'm tired of the wall.

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