I would like to thank shadicoy/StriderHiryu for this word prompt!


She made him clumsy.

When he looked up and saw her every day, something would slip from his grasp and tumble onto the floor, leaving him blushing and crouching down to get it.

When she was in her pyjamas and bleary-eyed she was so beautiful he'd started to trip over his words and thin air. She never laughed, only helped him up with her tiny hand on his shoulder and an amused, puzzled face.

She was going to kill him. One day he'd be near a cliff and she'd smile at him or look at him and he'd topple over the edge.

One evening she hugged him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body against his. He swallowed, hard.

"Freddie?" she breathed against his skin.

"Mm-hm?"

"Why are you so clumsy?"

"Because – because you make me clumsy," he explained, flushing. She giggled and poked him.

"I don't mean to," she whispered.

He grinned as she pulled back to stare at him, and then kiss him.