[ There's something to be said about personal space and the idea that it just didn't seem to exist between the two of them any more. The memory of lips and teeth jostle in the back of his mind, stirred up by John's sudden proximity. He's right there, living and breathing and Harry can, once again, take note of the fact that John's eyes are made of a million different shades of green - and the flush that spreads across his neck is a product of recalling drunken thoughts. The association of green and life, or something like that. Harry certainly knows he's alive, because his pulse is hammering in his throat and aching in his temples - which only aggravates the bruised and scraped-raw side of his face.
Every muscle in the wizard's neck and shoulders goes tight when he's grabbed, pressed back along the cool surface of the island. He doesn't lash out, though he could. As John hovers, the black tension drifts out of Harry's eyes and body. By the time there's a blackberry held to his lips, he's gone softer than before - a cautious estimate of John's intentions - and with an amused smirk, takes the blackberry. Bites John's fingertips for good measure. ]
Who said anything about the success of the date? It's said the third time is the charm, right? [ He waits, and when John moves away, he grabs his things from the kitchen and trails after the other man, trying not to look weak-kneed and wobbly as he does so. ]
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Date: 2012-11-17 03:06 am (UTC)Every muscle in the wizard's neck and shoulders goes tight when he's grabbed, pressed back along the cool surface of the island. He doesn't lash out, though he could. As John hovers, the black tension drifts out of Harry's eyes and body. By the time there's a blackberry held to his lips, he's gone softer than before - a cautious estimate of John's intentions - and with an amused smirk, takes the blackberry. Bites John's fingertips for good measure. ]
Who said anything about the success of the date? It's said the third time is the charm, right? [ He waits, and when John moves away, he grabs his things from the kitchen and trails after the other man, trying not to look weak-kneed and wobbly as he does so. ]