The Upside Down (For Eluuna)

Her fingers traced them slowly and her brows furrowed as she considered them. She leaned forward and kissed his sternum lightly after a moment, her head under his chin.

 

She paused, looking up at him for a moment with a small frown before kissing him lightly.

"Why are you so still?"

 

She frowned, her hand on his jaw.

"Why are you surprised? Is that a bad thing?"

 

She considered him for a moment thoughtfully before leaning forward and kissing him slowly and deeply.

"Don't worry," she murmured against his mouth, her voice almost a whisper. "It doesn't mean anything."

 

Her arms slipped around his neck and she dipped her head to kiss his jaw.

 

“It makes me sad,” she said after a moment, “to think of you getting hurt.”

 

She squinted up at him.

"Because you're my friend, asshat," she said. "Do you like the idea of me dying?"

 

"Yeah, but you weren't dead. I'm trying to be compassionate here," she said, sounding slightly amused as she looked over at him. "You weren't dead. I don't like the idea of anything happening to you."

 

"I'm glad," she said flatly, her hand curled on his chest. "I didn't really die, though..."

 

She looked up at him thoughtfully, running her fingers through his hair quietly.

"Are you going to dress up for the formal?"