[ Going through the halls, he doesn't know how he manages not to just stop the moment they seem to be alone enough. Thinking of all the things he's going to say get him climbing the stairs to the second floor, where he pulls the key to his room.
It's as safe as it's going to be in there. It's dusty and empty, save for two beds and a lady's mannequin, which is wearing a flowing white dress.
Suddenly, all the things he could say don't matter quite so much in that moment, when he shuts the door and simultaneously cages her by it. Not pushing, not even touching yet, just blocking her from the rest of the room. Close.
Diego swallows thickly, the hand not leaning him against the wall lifting, shaky, to brush his fingertips across her cheek. Like he's afraid they'll pass right through. ]
I didn't think I'd ever see you again... in this life.
evening the 1st;
It's as safe as it's going to be in there. It's dusty and empty, save for two beds and a lady's mannequin, which is wearing a flowing white dress.
Suddenly, all the things he could say don't matter quite so much in that moment, when he shuts the door and simultaneously cages her by it. Not pushing, not even touching yet, just blocking her from the rest of the room. Close.
Diego swallows thickly, the hand not leaning him against the wall lifting, shaky, to brush his fingertips across her cheek. Like he's afraid they'll pass right through. ]
I didn't think I'd ever see you again... in this life.