Springthings - Lightly, Lightly—

“ gareththegreat. ”

he'll freeze whenever her hands come up to cup his cheeks. he'll melt into her touch, silently cursing to himself. god damn allie and her---...ways. a loud groan leaves him as his shoulders fall forward with defeat, a heavy sigh leaving him. "close off? well, yeah. i'm a closed off person. on purpose," yet allie managed to break down that wall, didn't she?

        she giggles, and falls into his chest suddenly, her head tucking into him as she does so. " no! no, like ... like, you said far off, and i think you're gentle! so it's not far off, it's close off! " allie beams, sitting up from where she's pressed into his side so she's a little farther away, and her fingers wander to take his in her own, fiddling with them. " why are you closed off on purpose? " she wonders out loud, continuing to fidget. " i love being, like, not closed! like, open, and stuff! people like that better, i think. "

“here’s one for you al - if you were a bee and could fall asleep in any flower, which flower would you fall asleep in, and why that one?”

unprompted asks, always accepting.

        " oh, i love bees! i wish i was a bee! oh, um ... like ... i think a daisy! they have really soft middles! if it was, like, cold, then maybe a tulip cause the petals are like curtains! but i like seeing the outside too much when i sleep for it to be like that all the time! sleeping outside is, like, the bestest ever! "

writing today mmmmaybe also i am working on organizing allie's pinnie board so that is taking some time also

i will try my darndest to get something done here tonight

wish allie would say fuck it would make my life so much easier

@kiernabog

        " tell me something! " allie cries, landing at their feet in an instant, the almost childish desire to know seizing her within the span of one moment. she had been the garden, chattering with the chrysanthemums in their bed, when she needed a story from the one she loved the most, and needed his company even more. her eyes are wide and filled with the demand of curiosity as she sits, and she decides that closeness isn't enough so she props her chin on the demon's knee, finding their hands so she could lace their fingers together. " pretty please? "