“I can’t remember the last time we had a moment alone.”
“Oh? Been thinking about me?”
“Well-”
“Oh gross! My eyes!”
“Knock next time!”
“If you get arrested, I don’t know you.”
“Your mother wouldn’t have wanted this!”
“You’re right. She would have done much worse.”
how to be a true YEARNER (jk yearn how u want)
⇴ person a watching person b trail further and further off, and person a is frozen in place. person b—though walking away—seems closer than ever through person a's gaze
⇴ being completely hyper-focused on a book, yet every page, every beautiful metaphor reminds person a of person b
⇴ you two are both lying next to each other and you feel asleep. the person next to you has to try their hardest to resist the urge to reach out and touch you. just one stroke of the cheek is all the desire—the chance to have their hands brush across your soft skin.
⇴ "i just can't do it man" "do what?" "i can't just sit in front of them and act like everything's normal. i want more, but i know that it would be wrong to have it. but i need them. i feel crazy—am i crazy?"
⇴ person a keeps thinking about person b, even though they've only met once. once their eyes meet person b's, everything slows. nothing else matters except for the smile on their face. something clicked.
⇴ "have i ever told you that you were the one thing that just made sense?" "no, but go on." and the other person malfunctions because... well where do they start. how do they go about this w/o rambling, or letting their true feelings out?
⇴ the constant need to reach out. the constant need to grab their hand, rub their arm, and put your head on their shoulder.
⇴ wanting to know everything about them—little or big: their daily schedule, what shampoo they use, whether they are feeling the same as you. any crumb of information would be satisfactory
⇴ anxiously bouncing your knee in hopes that you can see them and have a conversation. finding any excuse to come up and talk. you just want to see them and have your eyes fall on their silhouette.
⇴ they laugh at something you said, and the melodious sound of their chuckle carries around the room, gracing your ears. now, you start planning another joke, hoping to hear that warm sound again.
⇴ "i don't think i can hide it anymore. how it's like my heart is on the verge of a heart attack when you text me. how i've delved into all your favorite movies, books, and tv shows ever since you've told me about them. how i wanted to be close to you—not just physically."
⇴ "i kept doing all these things just to see if you would do them with me. i really wanted you to be there with me."
⇴ the way that everything is fine and under control until they take one look at your lips.
⇴ "you're doing that thing by the way. when you lie to make someone feel better? you bite the inside of your bottom lip and nod, then you make this really pitying look with your eyes. like a squinty thing." "...wow"
“I got to admit, you’re really sexy with that gun. Terrifying, but sexy.”
“It’s very rude of you to make me fall in love with you. Inconsiderate, really.”
“Not what you had in mind?”
“So inconvenient.”
“I’m not sorry.”
“…me either.”
1. “I thought you said you loved me?” 2. “I wish I’d never met you.” 3. “I thought you were better than that.” 4. “I’m so sorry, there was nothing else I could do.” 5. “I didn’t mean to, it was an accident I swear!” 6. “Sorry won’t fix this.” 7. “I should have seen this coming.” 8. “What? You think I care?” 9. “I just miss him/her so much.” 10. “Please don’t leave me, not again.” 11. “My biggest regret was loving you.” 12. “Get out. Now.” 13. “I never want to see you again.” 14. “How could you do this?” 15. “You’re fucking crazy.” 16. “My heart can’t do this.” 17. “Wow, you had to go there didn’t you?” 18. “I have never hated someone as much as I hate you right now.” 19. “You broke me.” 20. “I wish I could say I hate you.” 21. “I need you to stay.” 22. “(S)He’s gone.” 23. “I am done.” 24. “Why did you love me?” 25. “I’m not okay.” 26. “You have no idea who I am.” 27. “I need you more than anything else.” 28. “I can’t take this anymore.” 29. “I’m not going to sit and watch you destroy yourself.” 30. “Did you ever love me?”
“Hey what’s wrong? You’re crying.”
“Really? Thanks for telling me I had no idea.”
A numbered prompt drabble, requested by @shultzygirl, @dumbdogsss @starbuck1013 @vickiweis44 @markwatneyandensemble and @medicaldoctordana
She’d left her shoes in the car, pulled his jacket over her head like a tarp, and clutched her bag to her chest, and on the count of three, they’d made a run for it — but even the twenty yards from the parking area to the bungalow porch was enough, very likely, to ruin the skirt of her suit.
Dammit — why do I ever bother to buy dry-clean only? She thinks, trying to finger-comb her damp, rain-blown hair back into place and wishing she’d followed the train of thought that had them still in the car, steaming up the windows, making streaky handprints on the glass as they …
He’s next to her, shaking out his soaked hair like the world’s largest puppy. He sees her irritated expression and smiles that smile — the placating one that somehow manages to hint at things he won’t say, for instance that he wouldn’t have minded the staying-in-the-car scenario either.
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