[ You can't just tell a guy that he has pretty eyes like that, Jane. He doesn't know what to say or do. He's just quiet, staring intently at her with warm cheeks and ears and blinks at her. It takes him a few moments before he speaks again. ]
O-oh. Thank you.
[ He bites back the temptation to turn a compliment towards him into a joke or self deprecation. It's difficult, and it's probably clear by the momentary fumbling before he says anything else. ]
No one's said something like that before to me.
[ He realizes that she probably has no idea what she does to him. How he feels so good with her. Like he feels so complimented and undeserving, but she's still here. His thumb moves over her cheek, a soft and affectionate motion. ]
I don't think I've ever been this close to anyone. You know... that's why I picked a blue flower, right?
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Date: 2021-08-26 11:19 pm (UTC)O-oh. Thank you.
[ He bites back the temptation to turn a compliment towards him into a joke or self deprecation. It's difficult, and it's probably clear by the momentary fumbling before he says anything else. ]
No one's said something like that before to me.
[ He realizes that she probably has no idea what she does to him. How he feels so good with her. Like he feels so complimented and undeserving, but she's still here. His thumb moves over her cheek, a soft and affectionate motion. ]
I don't think I've ever been this close to anyone. You know... that's why I picked a blue flower, right?
[ Because it matches her eyes, of course. ]