[ bellamy smiles, gaze on her mouth as he watches her bite his thumb. he almost forgets to answer her, focused on keeping his hand still instead of withdrawing it or unbalancing himself from hovering over her. but raven needs her answer, and bellamy figures to give her one that's not made of fluff. ]
I don't have anywhere else to be. [ he pulls his hand away, placing it on the bed beside her. shifting, he moves to hover over her more than lean on his side. he's always been the one to run away, either to a city or to the thought of believing he has to leave. he's patient because he has nowhere else to go, no commitments or places he desperately needs to be at. maybe it makes him sentimental or weak to want to enjoy a moment. ]
[ he tries not to laugh, even though it warms his voice, ] Why? In a rush to get somewhere?
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I don't have anywhere else to be. [ he pulls his hand away, placing it on the bed beside her. shifting, he moves to hover over her more than lean on his side. he's always been the one to run away, either to a city or to the thought of believing he has to leave. he's patient because he has nowhere else to go, no commitments or places he desperately needs to be at. maybe it makes him sentimental or weak to want to enjoy a moment. ]
[ he tries not to laugh, even though it warms his voice, ] Why? In a rush to get somewhere?