[ he tries his best not to smile, but he does when she bites at his thumb and when she repeats his actions on him. when she lifts her thumb to brush it over his bottom lip, he remains still, just for her, instead of moving about, trying to shake her attention off him. ]
Like what? [ he tries his best not to smile, but finds that he fails in doing so, letting the curve fit itself over his mouth. where these moments were once rare for him, he's become used to slipping into the shoes of teasing her. he doesn't have to be so serious all the time, always switched on, ready to fight. when bellamy feels relaxed, he finds that he's someone else entirely, a person he thought he had lost long before he'd abandoned the ark. ]
[ he likes it. he's pretty sure raven does, too. ]
[ drawing out her name, his voice is soft, ] Raven? [ arching a brow, he leans forward, as though he's about to kiss her jawline. he murmurs against it, ] Raven. [ lifting his shoulders, he nuzzles his nose beneath her jaw. ] Raven?
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Like what? [ he tries his best not to smile, but finds that he fails in doing so, letting the curve fit itself over his mouth. where these moments were once rare for him, he's become used to slipping into the shoes of teasing her. he doesn't have to be so serious all the time, always switched on, ready to fight. when bellamy feels relaxed, he finds that he's someone else entirely, a person he thought he had lost long before he'd abandoned the ark. ]
[ he likes it. he's pretty sure raven does, too. ]
[ drawing out her name, his voice is soft, ] Raven? [ arching a brow, he leans forward, as though he's about to kiss her jawline. he murmurs against it, ] Raven. [ lifting his shoulders, he nuzzles his nose beneath her jaw. ] Raven?