[Till flushes a little when Ivan wraps his arm around him and is pulled close. He forgot how close people usually were for dancing and he feels a little on display now. Still, he doesn't pull away, he puts one hand on Ivan's shoulder and the other keeping hold of Ivan's hand. Firm but not too tight.
The word makes him blink and his brow furrow. The word feels right for what he's experiencing but he doesn't really know what it means. Not entirely...]
I don't but... Is that what I'm feeling looking at you, right now? [He tilts his head as he looks up at Ivan, curious and a bit shy.
This feels right. Feels good. Feels like it's supposed to. He belongs with Ivan. Always has, from their first meeting, that night with the meteors, everything. It's always been Ivan.]
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The word makes him blink and his brow furrow. The word feels right for what he's experiencing but he doesn't really know what it means. Not entirely...]
I don't but... Is that what I'm feeling looking at you, right now? [He tilts his head as he looks up at Ivan, curious and a bit shy.
This feels right. Feels good. Feels like it's supposed to. He belongs with Ivan. Always has, from their first meeting, that night with the meteors, everything. It's always been Ivan.]