[He feels her fingers thread through his hair. It's distracting, but he still has the mind to shoot her a mildly accusing look when his beanie is spirited away. That's a bit of his soul she's stealing, you know. He'll be taking that back soon enough, when it isn't such of a damned bother to do so. He all ready has his hands full trying to handle the demanding girl that's in front of him.]
Since when [he says after a long moment, his grey eyes never quite leaving hers as the hand that's been around her waist drifts its way up her spine to the middle of her back] have those ever counted for anything?
[And then, as if it's just as automatic and simple as breathing, he does what he probably should have done a long time ago, and kisses her.]
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Since when [he says after a long moment, his grey eyes never quite leaving hers as the hand that's been around her waist drifts its way up her spine to the middle of her back] have those ever counted for anything?
[And then, as if it's just as automatic and simple as breathing, he does what he probably should have done a long time ago, and kisses her.]