… Alright, so maybe he would have liked to kiss her longer. But then they’d definitely get distracted for far too long. He is about to say as much when she mentions waiting to open her gifts, and it’s like being doused with cold water, the warm playfulness lost to a sudden rush of guilt. It takes him a moment to reorient himself around it, his reply delayed a second or two past the point of casual.
Tucked into the billfold are all three photos, but the one on top has his smile slowly returning. Should he push it if she doesn’t feel like talking about it? Or does she want him to ask? This is one thing that has changed since they were kids: he doesn’t know anymore how much she should push. ]
You’ll recognize that first one. Thanksgiving wasn’t that far back.
[ It’s the three of them curled up on the couch, Chloe curled up on one side of him and Ashe on the other. His arms are around them both, and the whole group of them have been caught mid-laugh by whoever the hell put these shots together. ]
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… Alright, so maybe he would have liked to kiss her longer. But then they’d definitely get distracted for far too long. He is about to say as much when she mentions waiting to open her gifts, and it’s like being doused with cold water, the warm playfulness lost to a sudden rush of guilt. It takes him a moment to reorient himself around it, his reply delayed a second or two past the point of casual.
Tucked into the billfold are all three photos, but the one on top has his smile slowly returning. Should he push it if she doesn’t feel like talking about it? Or does she want him to ask? This is one thing that has changed since they were kids: he doesn’t know anymore how much she should push. ]
You’ll recognize that first one. Thanksgiving wasn’t that far back.
[ It’s the three of them curled up on the couch, Chloe curled up on one side of him and Ashe on the other. His arms are around them both, and the whole group of them have been caught mid-laugh by whoever the hell put these shots together. ]