( she does spare the moment to wipe one of her eyes on the inside of her shirt — a lazy effort, given that the other one is watery still, but that's all she has in her before the shirt falls back on her chest, fingers reaching out to push back travis' bangs. he is literally the most handsome man she's ever seen — because he's earnest and soft, because there's no lingering lie in his eyes when he says things like you're so stuck with me, as if anyone's ever wanted natalie stuck on them. there's a definite gum-on-shoe quality to her, more of a nuisance than something complimentary, an accessory, something to carry around, to show off, to protect as precious. that's how she feels, exchanging glances between each of travis' eyes, cuddled in his big arms. precious, looked at, looked after, kept close.
he'll start carrying tissues if he has to. and he does, if he intends to keep being this good to her. )
You're a dork.
( said in the same tone as i love you, i love you, i love you, nat's hand cupping his cheek and drawing herself back into him, mouth slack and pressed against his, a needier kiss with more intention behind it. it doesn't take a lot to have sex on the mind — less, when he's being strong and kind, and nat has little else on her mind than kissing him silly, sighs pouring into his mouth, her tongue licking across his teeth. )
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he'll start carrying tissues if he has to. and he does, if he intends to keep being this good to her. )
You're a dork.
( said in the same tone as i love you, i love you, i love you, nat's hand cupping his cheek and drawing herself back into him, mouth slack and pressed against his, a needier kiss with more intention behind it. it doesn't take a lot to have sex on the mind — less, when he's being strong and kind, and nat has little else on her mind than kissing him silly, sighs pouring into his mouth, her tongue licking across his teeth. )