[ suddenly it all starts to make a little more sense. his overall cavalier attitude about being walked in on naked seems only obvious now. when the norm allows you to trade bodies like you would seasonal wear, what's the point in forming attachments?
before, the swipe of her thumb had been absentminded, but at the gentle declaration that there, right beneath her fingertips, rests the entirety of who he considers himself to be... the next caress is a deliberate one, gentle but lingering. ]
Your hair is getting long.
[ it's a quiet, offhanded observation. were he to sit up properly, his hair would fully cover that scar. another idle pass of her fingers and then she's leaning back for a more stable seat on the desk, watching him closely. ]
Do you stay in them long? The sleeves?
[ has he ever had to cut one's hair the way he likes? get new clothes because it's gained or lost weight? or do those things not even matter, in the long run? ]
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before, the swipe of her thumb had been absentminded, but at the gentle declaration that there, right beneath her fingertips, rests the entirety of who he considers himself to be... the next caress is a deliberate one, gentle but lingering. ]
Your hair is getting long.
[ it's a quiet, offhanded observation. were he to sit up properly, his hair would fully cover that scar. another idle pass of her fingers and then she's leaning back for a more stable seat on the desk, watching him closely. ]
Do you stay in them long? The sleeves?
[ has he ever had to cut one's hair the way he likes? get new clothes because it's gained or lost weight? or do those things not even matter, in the long run? ]