"I'm here," she reaches for her hand.


First comes attraction, that almost slightly awkward discomfort of beginning crushes. The, "Is this a sleepover or your way of saying that you're attracted to me?" The almost needless need to be close together, to send out signs and signals, to test the waters, and the endless bouts of wonders.

Next comes, familiarity, comfort, and simple - we can be comfortably together without needing to constantly be close together, or to have to reassuringly touch each other - to keep having to show or to know, that "I'll never leave her". The inside jokes, the acceptable, and knowing teases; the we're just lying next to each other and it's quite simply the most domestic feeling ever.

Then, comes love. The long gazes, and unbidden smiles. The casual, comfortable lack of need for clothes, for shields; to protect oneself from the other. Stripped bare of bouts of wonders, and left encapsulated in the bare essence of wonder. Love. "You're in my fantasy." "Can I come?" Why would one ever need to wonder? When one has the back of each other.


"I know," she holds onto her hand.


A/N: Hi there, thank you, for the time~
The idea and words here, are just special to me; with quotes from the show interwoven into it. On Tumblr, I reblogged it under a gifset by ritr but, I didn't feel like putting this under 'Gif Challenges' so, yeah.
Thank you, for the time=)