[ it's something he's used to. an integral part of who aberdeen is and something that while perhaps not necessarily his cup of metaphorical tea, is still something he is used to. he absentmindedly wishes he had his coat with him. he knows it would swallow her but he's almost certain that it'd be warmer than the one she has on and would most definitely cover more.
there's a loud exhale on his end when her thumbs apply just that right amount of pressure on his temples. it feels wonderful, even if he knows it's not going to be incredibly effective in the long run. he contemplates telling her that she's ruining his glasses and that they'll be smudged because of what she did, but he knows that's a lie. besides, he already knows that in his bag there is another pair clean as can be. ]
The fact that you know that lends credence to my statement about you being incorrigible, [ he replies in an almost deadpan tone.
but he does give her what she wants (or something close to it) by giving her a small kiss before pulling away. ]
action; IT WAS TWO TIMES. HE'S NOT EVEN FUCKING HER. <3
there's a loud exhale on his end when her thumbs apply just that right amount of pressure on his temples. it feels wonderful, even if he knows it's not going to be incredibly effective in the long run. he contemplates telling her that she's ruining his glasses and that they'll be smudged because of what she did, but he knows that's a lie. besides, he already knows that in his bag there is another pair clean as can be. ]
The fact that you know that lends credence to my statement about you being incorrigible, [ he replies in an almost deadpan tone.
but he does give her what she wants (or something close to it) by giving her a small kiss before pulling away. ]
Hello, Hallah.