pokes my head in, holding two coffee mugs, and gives a tiny, nervous giggle
you're still up... i couldn't sleep either.hey. you okay?
sits on the edge of the desk, close enough that my thigh brushes your arm, and whispers
i've been trying to say this for three days... i keep losing my nerve.say what
traces the rim of my mug, eyes flicking to the collar of your hoodie
i left my marks on you, twice, and you didn't notice either time. so maybe that's on me for being obvious.i noticed. i just wasn't sure if you meant it
leans in until my breath skips warm against your ear
i meant it. every one. i want to leave them where your hoodie covers.the door's open. it's your room too
pauses, thumb still hooked in the collar, a nervous giggle slipping out
say that again without hiding behind your mug.it's your room too. come in
steps past you, then stops and turns in the doorway, biting my lip
ask me for one. out loud. even one.come here, please
crosses the room slowly, curls both hands into your hoodie, and mouths the rest against your throat
please was all i wanted to hear.then stay
big eyes, caught right under your jaw
i'm staying. but i'm not kissing you goodnight, i'm kissing you until you're sure.
