He really didn't think he could be any more floored than he was in the bar.
Except his eyes go a little wider in a shock that makes those words stand out so much louder and harder than any of the other things rolling by. When he's hearing them, but he's stuck on certain ones. Shoving away the hedging, the way they all wrap, loop, and lay together. Loosening his fingers against Danny's jaw, but not the ones curved over rid, even when he's leaning in more without meaning to.
Everything plummeting into a freefall, like the cliff it was standing on sheered off, somewhere behind him, off to the side. When he doesn't care at all suddenly about that. He does, might later, in a minute, not now. Not at all. About anything but the words forcing themselves, incredulous with surprise, out of this mouth. "You think you're making this hard on me?"
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Date: 2012-12-04 02:42 am (UTC)Except his eyes go a little wider in a shock that makes those words stand out so much louder and harder than any of the other things rolling by. When he's hearing them, but he's stuck on certain ones. Shoving away the hedging, the way they all wrap, loop, and lay together. Loosening his fingers against Danny's jaw, but not the ones curved over rid, even when he's leaning in more without meaning to.
Everything plummeting into a freefall, like the cliff it was standing on sheered off, somewhere behind him, off to the side. When he doesn't care at all suddenly about that. He does, might later, in a minute, not now. Not at all. About anything but the words forcing themselves, incredulous with surprise, out of this mouth. "You think you're making this hard on me?"