XXXVII.
Eyes
She used to think that she had been around plenty of specimens and people to say that she had seen a greater amount of variation when it came to the human body. She thought she had seen every variation of hair color, eye color, different body shapes, body structures, anything that could be examined was noted of and she use to assume that was the end of it. And yet… he made her add a few more notes to her mental checklist.
Those eyes of his were almost the perfect shade of amber and she was hesitant to admit they shared the same traits with the material they mimicked. The color was praised for it's natural beauty and… she tried to keep herself from describing his in the same way. But she did. Because they fitted that description perfectly. She didn't hesitate because they could've been flawed; she hesitated because she found herself getting continuously lost in them. He used to complain that her staring made him uneasy and he didn't like the close ups on his eyes; maybe they were flawed in the sheer fact that the only thing that damaged them was the clear lens that protected them.
She used to tease him about them though. She had never seen a man with amber eyes before… then again, she hadn't seen one with pink hair either. He seemed use to the comments by now and easily brushed them aside as though they meant nothing. But she didn't want to give up on them.
They were enticing.
Intriguing.
And all the more… captivating.
She wasn't going to hide the fact that she had noticed how his long eyelashes only seemed to enhance them even more; they helped to further his expressions as the smooth amber shade was hardly noticed when he was annoyed and/or angered over something. He hated the way she enjoyed studying them and watching the way they were expressed in emotions; he told her that it wouldn't have been his first choice in color but it wasn't like he could change it now.
Technically he could but she figured he didn't want to make that kind of decision. After all, to him, there were more important things than changing one's eye color and he wasn't going to be wasting his time with it.
It didn't bother her in the least bit.
She loved them just the same.