[ any other day and he might show some visible disappointment in losing a fresh cigarette, especially since these days, there's no telling when he might simply run out entirely, leaving him to constantly tend to ryker's nasty habit all because he's found himself in a body that craves something he knows he shouldn't have.
tonight, that feeling seems to be pulsing a bit stronger, irrelevant to the cigarette when he doesn't fight her putting it out. his eyes remain caught by the way she's leaned close, aware that he should very well turn away before he stops thinking of reasons to.
she tugs at his hand and he snickers beneath his breath, giving a lazy shake of his head. ]
What did I just tell you? [ ignoring his own words and warning, his fingers curl tighter around hers, standing on his feet. ] I don't dance.
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tonight, that feeling seems to be pulsing a bit stronger, irrelevant to the cigarette when he doesn't fight her putting it out. his eyes remain caught by the way she's leaned close, aware that he should very well turn away before he stops thinking of reasons to.
she tugs at his hand and he snickers beneath his breath, giving a lazy shake of his head. ]
What did I just tell you? [ ignoring his own words and warning, his fingers curl tighter around hers, standing on his feet. ] I don't dance.