04-21-2021, 03:15 AM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth; width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 14pt;"]"I hope some of them got to see the stars like this." Kai snorts lightly in response. Maybe they did. Maybe years prior, there was two dubiously in love individuals relaying their dreams on a dotted sky. Eurydice hoped for the best for them, but Kai didn't. He was never so lenient to those that came before them, before all of this. They maybe even participated in the same system that ruined them, those very same people existing now, and so why would Kai emphasize? Pray for even the littlest of elation to be presented to them? He wouldn't. But he'd let Eury have it, at least.
Kai isn't oblivious, he was good at reading people, even before they reacted. He knows that by touching Eurydice in such a gentle, yet intimate way would invoke this type of response. He doesn't have to see it, or even wonder if she her cheeks turned the color of cherry blossoms in the spring time, he just knew. If Kai wasn't good at reading others, he wouldn't have been nearly as impressive of a leader as he always strived to be.
Maybe he even wanted this.
The feelings that follow are overwhelming; the feeling rises from his chest to his stomach, both familiar but yet not, taking him back to the last time he seen Eury. No, the very last time. Hanging, the days spotty, but as they always did. They go over each other's days. His list piles on. He's becoming more absent, lost in his own thoughts, while she recants hers. Already, their relationship is shifting. That's why it doesn't make much sense when it ends in a kiss, but it does. Maybe they could have been a partners then, but even though Kai feels elated, there is something off.
He looks at her now, with that same look, eyes moving from eyes to lips, tongue absent-mindedly running across his own— an unconscious tick. He could do it now if he wanted to. Maybe he even did. There was a lot of maybes tonight, but it makes sense. He was a little lost with himself, and still a little tipsy. Thoughts and feelings can easily become hard to distinguish. Usually he was good at deciding what was for this best. Tonight he isn't so sure.
As much as he wants to, though, there's something that stops them. That feelings that came before. He knows what happens when his head is less clouded, when he has more time to think. Things will be off again. He knows how selfish it'd be to give Eury false hope again, only to rip it away. Small banter was fun, but that's all he had to let it be. He drops his hand, instead running it over the back of his neck. "Uh. . ." he chuckles, glancing around. "I should probably head back soon. I'd love to stay longer, but. . . duties n' all." He uses one hand to push himself from the ground, dusts off his pants, before glancing back at her. [color=#800000]"You heading back yet?"
Kai isn't oblivious, he was good at reading people, even before they reacted. He knows that by touching Eurydice in such a gentle, yet intimate way would invoke this type of response. He doesn't have to see it, or even wonder if she her cheeks turned the color of cherry blossoms in the spring time, he just knew. If Kai wasn't good at reading others, he wouldn't have been nearly as impressive of a leader as he always strived to be.
Maybe he even wanted this.
The feelings that follow are overwhelming; the feeling rises from his chest to his stomach, both familiar but yet not, taking him back to the last time he seen Eury. No, the very last time. Hanging, the days spotty, but as they always did. They go over each other's days. His list piles on. He's becoming more absent, lost in his own thoughts, while she recants hers. Already, their relationship is shifting. That's why it doesn't make much sense when it ends in a kiss, but it does. Maybe they could have been a partners then, but even though Kai feels elated, there is something off.
He looks at her now, with that same look, eyes moving from eyes to lips, tongue absent-mindedly running across his own— an unconscious tick. He could do it now if he wanted to. Maybe he even did. There was a lot of maybes tonight, but it makes sense. He was a little lost with himself, and still a little tipsy. Thoughts and feelings can easily become hard to distinguish. Usually he was good at deciding what was for this best. Tonight he isn't so sure.
As much as he wants to, though, there's something that stops them. That feelings that came before. He knows what happens when his head is less clouded, when he has more time to think. Things will be off again. He knows how selfish it'd be to give Eury false hope again, only to rip it away. Small banter was fun, but that's all he had to let it be. He drops his hand, instead running it over the back of his neck. "Uh. . ." he chuckles, glancing around. "I should probably head back soon. I'd love to stay longer, but. . . duties n' all." He uses one hand to push himself from the ground, dusts off his pants, before glancing back at her. [color=#800000]"You heading back yet?"
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