What started out as a fun night full of deaf poetry planning, and a few beers had taken on a much different tone. That much was clear as Charlie let the words slip, "You know, I-I just feel like I'm feeling something." Dee overlapped, "I'm totally feeling it." There was no hesitance between their sentences as the rambling kept on, "Something, like, crazy." "Yeah, yeah, yeah I guess we make a really good- make a really good team-" Dee blurted, their eye contact unbroken from the start of this clusterfuck of words. "We do make a really good team." Charlie followed, resting his hands on his hips, feeling sticky and warm all of the sudden. "You're calming me down, and we're good at this together-" Dee continued, feeling as if she was saying too much but not enough.
"Let's do it. That's great."
"Let's go to it." Charlie's voice cracked dryly and he averted his eyes.
Suddenly his eyes found himself glued to Dee's again and he couldnt help but smirk. She returned the look of contentment for a brief second.
Then Charlie found himself pressed against Dee, being the closest he had ever been to her. There wasn't a thought in his mind when it happened, it just happened. There were many thoughts later though. Far too many to count. More thoughts than Charlie had ever had in his life.
They pulled away like if they kissed any longer something bad would happen. They knew it was true, only bad things could come from this. Honestly Charlie felt dumber than he had ever felt, and that's saying something because he pretty much felt like the biggest dumbass on earth 90% of the time. But the way Dee was looking at him made the bad thoughts go away. Maybe he wasnt such a dumbass after all.
He thought about how he had never wanted to touch Dee, but suddenly he wanted nothing more than to rest his hand on her hip or on the back of her neck. He thought about how he never really cared about what color her eyes were but now he wanted to scream it to the world how they were the pretties gray imagineable. He thought about why this was the first time he had ever seen her this way. But those thoughts disappeared again when they found themselves entangled a second time.