Re: Dance Dance Time - Eros
"I...I...I just..." Ben started speaking, but couldn't quite get out what he wanted to say. He didn't know which was better, not being able to speak or the laughing. All he wanted to be able to do was clearly plan out his attack, so to speak, but this feeling, this man, this place even, wasn't allowing him to get past a few jumbled thoughts. Trying to speak those thoughts was starting to seem like a lost cause.
After letting Zayn place a few kisses on him, Ben pulled back just enough to see the other man's face. His eyes moved down into a glare. The glare wasn't an angry one; he was just trying to look into Zayn's eyes in order to figure out if that was fine. Once again, he couldn't get past the repeating mess of thoughts. All that shone through was 'I don't care.' and 'I want you." and 'You're cute.' and 'I've been thinking about you ever since I left that stupid club..
Ben decided to forget talking for just one more second and kissed Zayn. It was soft, gentle, reminiscent of their first one, a little too innocent, but Ben hoped it could relay just some of what he wanted to say. When he pulled away again, he smiled and blurted out in a languid manner, "It's the simple things in life that make it worthwhile, don't you think?"