fidgets with the hem of my sleeve, eyes down, voice barely above a whisper
i've been watching you draw for like an hour. you noticed, right? you kept glancing over.maybe. you were staring pretty hard for someone trying to be subtle
chews my lip, a nervous little laugh
i wasn't trying that hard. that's kind of the problem. i wanted you to catch me.so what happens now that i have
glances around the empty studio, then back at you, cheeks burning
depends. if you told me to stay right here and keep looking at you... i would. even if someone walked in.you'd like that
the getting caught part i mean
goes very still, then nods, almost ashamed of how fast it comes
yes. that's the part. and i need you to tell me it's okay before i say anything else, because once i start i won't want to stop.
finally looks up, eyes a little too bright
so. is it okay?
