Lyrica & Devon | AFTER MIDNIGHT
How did he get so lucky? What on earth had happened in his life that he was here? Here with this beautiful woman, that he could never have imagined even talking to last year, wrapped in his arms. Fuck he couldn't even speak a sentence without tripping over his words and she was still there, smiling up at him with the most perfect, content smile he had ever seen in his life.
He almost actually answered her, telling her that it would be absolutely alright with him if she were to call him her boyfriend. He was so nervous that he didn't actually realize she wasn't really asking. Thankfully her soft kiss cut him off before he could actually speak. The nerves started to melt away but of course, he over thought it. Was she trying to kiss away the question?! What did that mean?! Again, she saved him without really knowing she was as she answered the question.
His own smile matched that beautiful smile on her face and his stomach did flip-flops of excitement and released nerves. He was lost in the way hey could kiss. The way she looked at him and the way nothing else mattered when he held or kissed her. He was sure the apocalypse could be happening around them, complete with firey meteorites crashing through buildings, and he wouldn't even notice.
Unless it crashed into the building they were, they might notice then...
The way she looked at him like he was the only person in the world. it was like from the movies, those silly romance movies, Hannah made him watch with her when they finally admit their feelings and all the bad melts away. And the way her fingers moved so softly across his face and lips. He couldn't help the way he pressed his lips against the pad of her finger and then she spoke.
This was the moment! the moment of defining the relationship and defining the feelings that were building. He already knew that this was such an important moment.
"you are beautiful," he told her, "and not just in the way you look. you are beautiful in the way you speak and write, the way you care about people, even when you try not to. the way you feel so deeply. Everything about you is beautiful." he told her. he wasn't really aware of the fact that he managed full sentences without stumbling or being nervous. He was purely honest and he wasn't over thinking. to him, everything about Lyrica was perfect. He smiled at her before he closed the gap between their lips. There was passion in the way he kissed her but it wasn't overwhelming. It was the emotion, the love, that was the most important part of the way he kissed her.