[She had expected some grand speech about how "thine eyes sparketh like the horizon's dewdrops, and thumpeth thumpeth go mine heart when thus I looketh into thine soul!" or something to that degree, with a voice that would carry his declaration on the back of the wind. So, when he moves in close instead, his voice so quiet that not a soul in this world could hear, it takes her by surprise.
The air around them hums violently when his lips only just barely meet hers, and it gives rise to more shivers all over her skin while little stars begin to burst into existence with little pops around them. She's flustered, but not enough to want to move away. Instead, her eyes roam down to his lips, and she becomes tangled in his words, and she considers leaning in closer—]
Ah—!
[There's a bump in the path and then an uphill climb, and the horse's adjusting lurches her on its back, knocking Tifa further into him. She falls against him, their lips missing one another by an inch, and from his shoulder, she mutters under a sigh.]
N-Not in front of the horse.
[That timing was too perfect that there is no way it was an accident.
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The air around them hums violently when his lips only just barely meet hers, and it gives rise to more shivers all over her skin while little stars begin to burst into existence with little pops around them. She's flustered, but not enough to want to move away. Instead, her eyes roam down to his lips, and she becomes tangled in his words, and she considers leaning in closer—]
Ah—!
[There's a bump in the path and then an uphill climb, and the horse's adjusting lurches her on its back, knocking Tifa further into him. She falls against him, their lips missing one another by an inch, and from his shoulder, she mutters under a sigh.]
N-Not in front of the horse.
[That timing was too perfect that there is no way it was an accident.
Some regrets.]