His words… I could feel our pupils falter to the soothing feel his voice and countenance had as he asked once more. Furthermore, adding the confession of how this also brought delight to himself.
I had stayed staring again. Probably about to let my head wander even though he had just asked otherwise. But he apparently knew… because his head leaned, tilting lightly as he raised his brow of a slightly darker colour than his hair. Tender in his gaze to remind me that I should answer now.
'! yes, it makes me anticipate for it!' — Hence, I responded. Without thinking. As he wished. With energetic nods as I grasped his hands in accordance with my eagerness.
But nodding wouldn't do. At least that's what I believe.
So I pulled out, to get my notes and stop talking with ambiguous stares.
