[Speaking of sin... Or speaking of shivers, like the one that runs through Hazel the moment Jae-Ha's touch reaches his jawline and doesn't stop. He doesn't resist at all, pressing lightly against Jae-Ha's cheek at the same time to make sure he doesn't look away. It isn't likely, he can feel that— but it's worth making his interest abundantly clear. Repeatedly, even.
Does it really matter if they cross one more line, after all the rest they've already crossed? It's obvious they've both been thinking about it, and debating it...
Well, he's not a tease for his health, either. He lets go of Jae-Ha's hand after all of this time, smoothing his hand over his shoulder and leaving it to rest at the back of his neck. The rest of him can't get any closer without crossing that line, so - this.]
You're flatterin' me. [He's much quieter again, looking into Jae-Ha's eyes for some kind of definitive sort of - permission? He's literally talking about holding back...] Should I say "go on"?
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Does it really matter if they cross one more line, after all the rest they've already crossed? It's obvious they've both been thinking about it, and debating it...
Well, he's not a tease for his health, either. He lets go of Jae-Ha's hand after all of this time, smoothing his hand over his shoulder and leaving it to rest at the back of his neck. The rest of him can't get any closer without crossing that line, so - this.]
You're flatterin' me. [He's much quieter again, looking into Jae-Ha's eyes for some kind of definitive sort of - permission? He's literally talking about holding back...] Should I say "go on"?