Re: quicklog: leo's apartment leo/dawn
[Dawn's childhood had always been day to day. She'd had no grand ideas of her future beyond finding another person to spend it with. Which was even more difficult when they wouldn't let her talk to anyone else, and they had lived so far away from civilization. Sometimes she would go to a rise in the woods at the top of a cliff and look off to the castle in the distance as a pipe dream from a lowly peasant girl, but duty and doing what was right always brought her back to the cottage. But Leo said today was a success and Dawn beamed bright again, pleased to be a part of his day.] See? It's a good start.
[She thought about how moths and bright things never turned out well, but it was only for a moment since she had fell right back into that place she'd been trying to keep the two of them out of. After last night, maybe there was no stopping the lingering looks. Maybe they needed to get it out of their system.
This was probably a rather hefty mistake, but Dawn wasn't thinking about that. She was swept away in the flutter he inspired with such a simple graze of his thumb. Hopeless romantic problems. He didn't need to say anything to answer her when he looked at her like suddenly everything had shifted into place. Her fingers twisted into his Doom shirt to tug him closer as she leaned in to kiss him back, her lips meeting his with all that sunshine and sugar she had been gifted with. Slow and sweet, she melted into the kiss to make it last as long as she could, knowing full well that once they broke apart she would need to go back home.
For now, they could live in the moment, even if it was only a remnant of what they had been through the night before. Dawn didn't think it was, though.]