darkness

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pairing: stenbrough


"hi."

"hi."

"it's so dark in here bill."

"y-yuh-yeah."

"i'm literally not adjusting to the darkness. i can't see shit."

"thh-thuh-that's the point."

"okay."

"..."

"..."

"hi."

"hi."

"you've g-g-guh-guh—you've gotten closer."

"yes."

"that's m-m-muh-my leg."

"yea."

"o-oh."

"is it okay if i put my hand there?"

"y-yuh-yeah. it's just new. and nice."

"it's nice?"

"yea."

"it's nice for me too."

"okay."

"..."

"d-duh-do these things m-muh-muh-mean anything t-tuh-tuh—mean anything to you?"

"what do you mean?"

"like, you just f-f-fuh-fluh—you just flirt with me and it s-suh-seems like it's n-nuh-nothing to you!"

"you just spit in my face."

"i'm s-suh-sorry. that was an accident."

"i know."

"..."

"and yes. i mean it. i can't really express it... well... but i like you. i like you a lot. you're... you're beautiful. and lovely. and you have the sweetest looking face, and the softest hands, and you're tall and comfy and so fucking nice and"

"you're exp-p-puh-puh—you're expressing it well."

"thanks?"

"yeah."

"i'm sorry if you're uncomfortable."

"i'm  not... i've j-j-just never been..."

"loved?"

"what? no... i've b-been loved... but never t-tuh-told..."

"has no one ever told you that you're beautiful?"

"..."

"..."

"no"

"well, i think you're gorgeous."

"th-thuh-thanks"

"can i try telling you how i feel?"

"sure"

"when i see you, you make me feel like i've just eaten cotton candy. like my fingers are stained pink from the softness of the candy. my heart feels ethereal when i get to touch your hands. or you in general. seeing you drops a little dot of blue dye into my cotton candy heart. and it leaves stains, on my fingers, in my tears, and in my heart. and this sounds like stupid aesthetic shit that a kid in middle school would post on tumblr and get lots of reblogs for but i mean it. you're the sound of the rain after a long day of school. you're the streak of moonlight coming in my bedroom window at night and... and you're the smell of fresh baked sugar cookies and milk. you make me feel just a little bit less like a fuck up.''

"that's... th-thuh-that's really cute"

"so are you."

"t-thuh-thanks"

"..."

"..."

"did you j-just.."

"sorry."

"no! don't move! i-i-it's fine. i  l-luh-liked the kiss..."

"oh. cool."

"..."

"i did too."

"so how d-duh-do we continue from n-now?"

"..."

"..."

"i think that was a good start."

"k-kuh-kiss me again."

"somebody is whiny and deprived of --"

"shut up and--"

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