[ Up close like this, with their noses touching, Yelena sees his hesitation in blurry double-vision. She makes a split-second resolution to close the gap if Bob loses his nerve but is delighted when he doesn't, already grinning when their lips meet. She can feel the intention behind it; the promise. Cast with a late afternoon glow against a score of persistent quacking, it makes for the perfect first kiss Yelena never expected to experience. ]
That's a deal. [ She lets them separate long enough to mark her agreement and no more, using the hand around his head to pull him back into the kiss immediately. Her other hand swings around his neck and she wedges herself between his knees, leaving hardly any space between them. Inevitably, relentlessly, later will come. But here and now, even knowing what lies in store can't ruin the moment. ]
[ maybe it’s the same as when he vaulted form the truck, or covered her in the attic — all instinct, no time to second guess. kissing her and being kissed by her until the line blurs. unprepared, still, for her to reel him back in the second he tips back. thinking he ought to ask if that was okay, and apologise for doing it right before she goes to cult jail.
only yelena’s too close to doubt or deny, filling the gap between his knees the same as the hole in his heart (the void she’d stepped into, dauntless, and found her reflection within). he has to rethink what to do with his hands, hovering aloft. confused. until they meet behind her back. a hold that starts hesitant, then firms. ]
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Date: 2025-12-10 12:46 pm (UTC)That's a deal. [ She lets them separate long enough to mark her agreement and no more, using the hand around his head to pull him back into the kiss immediately. Her other hand swings around his neck and she wedges herself between his knees, leaving hardly any space between them. Inevitably, relentlessly, later will come. But here and now, even knowing what lies in store can't ruin the moment. ]
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Date: 2025-12-10 08:39 pm (UTC)only yelena’s too close to doubt or deny, filling the gap between his knees the same as the hole in his heart (the void she’d stepped into, dauntless, and found her reflection within). he has to rethink what to do with his hands, hovering aloft. confused. until they meet behind her back. a hold that starts hesitant, then firms. ]
Pretty good deal.
[ murmured against her mouth, half-dazed. ]