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 Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 12:44 am
As soon as her flute had stopped, his own chords slowed, and he glanced up, blinking as though he had dozed off, "You... you play so wonderfully." He was still smiling, but looked ready to continue forever, "Is... is everything alright? You stopped. I thought... we had ah... a nice chemistry."
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 11:21 am
"You just looked so happy. I ... I don't know. It's been a while since I've.. seen that sort of smile on your face. That's all."
Sasha fell silent, smiling.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 11:24 am
Jerry's smile remained, although he scooted closer, "It's been a long time since... I've had a proper music partner. It's uplifting." His heart was still beating quickly, his palms sweaty, but still he reached to gently touch her knee.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 11:32 am
Sasha reached down to thread her fingers through his hair before leaning down to press a soft kiss to his forehead.
"If it means you'll smile like that more often, we can play together whenever you want."
Sasha grinned before ruffling his hair.
"We should get our little group together. I want my room back."
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 11:38 am
"Oh... right... the ah... dorms. Yeah, yeah." He pursed his lips a moment before sitting up a bit more to kiss her cheek. "Well this certainly picked up my spirits! I'm... I'm ready when you are!!" Honestly he'd be happy to sit here forever with her, just... making sweet music under this tree. But she was right. they should be productive.
At least he was still smiling.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 12:29 am
"The sooner we get the dorms cleared, the sooner we can take our trip," Sasha beamed at Jerry, reaching for his hand to help him up. Or to take his guitar so that he could stand on his own.
"I don't want to .. leave the dorms as they are. I'd really like to see them cleared before we leave to go.. wherever we're going."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 12:48 am
"Y-yeah um..." He blinked at her hand before fumbling to help himself up on his own. It was a pride issue more than anything, but... he wasn't ready just yet. "One.. one moment um..."
Maybe it was because of... how easily it had flowed out the last time. Maybe he had just become rusty. But... well, unfinished or not, now was the time, and he didn't know why he had waited so long, nor why it had been so difficult to write.
He struck a soft chord and picked a few light notes as he wobbled on his feet, before singing softly.
"The sunlight glinting in your hair,
the wind that blows it here and there,
the subtle blush between it's seasons,
these are not the reasons-
The subtle flash of crystal blue,
that gentle way of those things you do,
those moments you show attitude
This is not why I conclude-
It's difficult to articulate
Those moments when I hesitate,
But it's alright when my brain is puttering,
when I'm not the only one who's stuttering and
I think I love you.
The way you smile, the way you laugh,
the way you're there within a flash,
When I feel like I should basket weave
you're there to constantly believe
we'll be alright and
I think I love you."
He fiddled with a few more chords and notes before falling quiet, his face crimson as finally the song came to a stop, "And... um. That's what I have so far. Um. It's a work in progress."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 1:30 am
Sasha slowly tilted her head to the side as Jerry began to play. At first she thought it was just some sweet little song that she wasn't familiar with - but when he sang the lines about stuttering, and followed those lines up with five heart-seizing words, Sasha blinked.
Sasha blinked again, this time covering her mouth with a hand. This was.. surreal, touching. She wasn't sure how to react as he sang, but the instant he finished Sasha was cupping his cheeks in order to draw him down for a soft kiss against his lips. His cheeks were hot beneath her cooler hands; she didn't relinquish possession of his face when she pulled away - instead Sasha kept close, brushing the tip of her nose against his.
Her voice was filled with emotion when she spoke. They weren't making rampant declarations of boundless love. They weren't professing an eternal lifetime together. This was simpler. This was beautiful.
"Nobody has ever written me a song before, Jerry," Sasha gave a slightly choked laugh, her lips trembling as she peered up at him. At such close proximity she could see the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, she could smell the coffee on his breath.
Sasha rubbed the tip of her nose against his.
"I think I love you, too."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 1:35 am
"I'm... I'm not sure I'm ready to feel this way again," He almost said. Thankfully, though, he didn't. Instead, he opened his mouth, closed it. drew in a long breath before leaning in gently for another kiss.
She smelled like flowers and grass, with a slight tang of metal from the flute lingering on her lips.
The guitar sandwiched between them, his heart in his throat, he melted against her lips, finding that much easier than speaking. A hand lifted to the side of her face, brushing her hair behind her ear before cupping her cheek.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 1:54 am
Sasha's breath hitched as she dared to deepen the kiss just slightly, her tongue dancing curiously along his lower lip before she pulled away. She rested her forehead against his chin, a breathless laugh whispering past her lips. When Sasha lifted her gaze up to meet Jerry's, her cheeks were bright with color and tears threatened - happy tears, as evidenced by the smile on her lips.
"This is probably the .. the happiest - and the best day of my life, Jerry."
The boob-touch notwithstanding, of course, but that was left unsaid.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 1:58 am
"We'll make better ones, don't worry," He smiled bashfully, his insides churning as he gently ran his fingertips down the side of her face to her chin as though memorizing the contours. Shifting the guitar out of the way, he wrapped his arms around her.
That gentle flicker of tongue... they were making progress. This was good. This was marvelous. He wanted... he wanted to feel that again. He wanted to wrap himself around her, to keep her safe from all of the madness, the violence, the horror, to keep her just as she was. Time changed all of them, though.
He wrapped his arms around her, letting his hands drop until he caught her's, intertwining their fingers as he leaned in to gently kiss her neck just under her jaw.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 2:08 am
Sasha's eyes fluttered closed when Jerry pressed his lips to that little bit of skin beneath her jaw. It felt nice, and she leaned into the gesture. Her fingers tightened against his, an almost-frustrated sound vibrating in her throat.
She wanted more, but..
Sasha's voice was a gentle, thick whisper.
"W-we should .. we should .. the dorms, Jerry."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 2:10 am
"The d-dorms. Right," He sighed, slumping until his forehead rested on her shoulder.
Dammit.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 4:09 pm
Sasha retrieved her flute from its position under her arm, reluctantly pulling away from Jerry. Before backing away completely, she pressed a soft kiss to the scars on his cheek.
"I'm, ah.. I'll.. just let me pack my flute away - we can ah.. get a group together after we put our instruments away? And .. do you think I should take the doctor his tea a little early? I.. I don't know how long we'll be in the dorms."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 4:12 pm
"Ah, yeah... er... if you'd like to get that out of the way," He didn't like her bringing up H in the middle of this but... she did have her duties. "I can go... go take a shower while I wait," A nice cold one. "W-want me to take your flute back for you? I can put it with... with my guitar."
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