Alright, so breakfast is on me. The whole spread, whatever you want. [ He nods firmly and with resolve, even though a part of him knows that it's a silly thing to be so determined about. It's important to him, because it's important to their relationship. ]
Maybe it's not. I don't know- it feels different, and I'm... [ He shakes his head. He can tell he's not feeling all that confident about what he needs to be doing, and he knows he doesn't like it. ] It's this story, or whatever's behind the story. It gets into your head when you're not paying attention; maybe even if you are paying attention, it still can sneak in. I'm trying to push it out, but I don't know if it's working.
You're going to laugh, aren't you? [ If he says how that sentence was going to end.
Just like that, they're kissing again, and it feels so natural. It feels so easy: much easier than wrestling against this story that feels like it's slowly taking the upper hand. Maybe it always had the upper hand.
Or maybe it just wants to fool Alan into thinking it's all hopeless. Well, it won't. I won't think that. I won't believe it.
He just leans more into the kiss, feeling her lips on his, and drinking in the moment. They'll have to stop eventually to figure out where the story is going, but for now... for now, he just wants this and nothing else, for as long as they can have it.
Her hand moves to tangle into his hair, while he moves his own hand to her back while the other twines into her hair: not tugging or pulling, just touching it as the kiss goes on. ]
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Maybe it's not. I don't know- it feels different, and I'm... [ He shakes his head. He can tell he's not feeling all that confident about what he needs to be doing, and he knows he doesn't like it. ] It's this story, or whatever's behind the story. It gets into your head when you're not paying attention; maybe even if you are paying attention, it still can sneak in. I'm trying to push it out, but I don't know if it's working.
You're going to laugh, aren't you? [ If he says how that sentence was going to end.
Just like that, they're kissing again, and it feels so natural. It feels so easy: much easier than wrestling against this story that feels like it's slowly taking the upper hand. Maybe it always had the upper hand.
Or maybe it just wants to fool Alan into thinking it's all hopeless. Well, it won't. I won't think that. I won't believe it.
He just leans more into the kiss, feeling her lips on his, and drinking in the moment. They'll have to stop eventually to figure out where the story is going, but for now... for now, he just wants this and nothing else, for as long as they can have it.
Her hand moves to tangle into his hair, while he moves his own hand to her back while the other twines into her hair: not tugging or pulling, just touching it as the kiss goes on. ]