[It would be difficult for him to explain how he feels about her in words. What exists between them is a feeling, an emotion, a near-tangible something that defies language. Ignis feels it in the way they subconsciously reach for each other when they're near one another; in the smile that always comes to his face when he sees her.
In the gentle fullness in his chest each time he thinks of her and everything they have built between themselves in such a short time. It could have been little more than lust - an infatuation that could have faded. Instead, a fire had been lit beneath it.
His fingertips trace the line of her jaw while he kisses her, curling into her hair and around the back of her head. He won't keep her too long though. They still have lunch to find. When he moves back, he takes her hand and smiles warmly.]
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Date: 2018-04-28 08:18 pm (UTC)In the gentle fullness in his chest each time he thinks of her and everything they have built between themselves in such a short time. It could have been little more than lust - an infatuation that could have faded. Instead, a fire had been lit beneath it.
His fingertips trace the line of her jaw while he kisses her, curling into her hair and around the back of her head. He won't keep her too long though. They still have lunch to find. When he moves back, he takes her hand and smiles warmly.]
Let's try another tree.