Breathe
A very short little one shot.
AN: I do not own Related. If I did nobody would ever see me again because Kyle Howard and I would stay in, together, forever. Because who needs the rest of the word when you have Kyle Howard?
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She smiles and temporarily, he forgets how to breathe.
Breathing is something that comes naturally, a bodily function that happens with out cognitive prompting.
Nevertheless, when she flashes him that smile. The one where her eyes twinkle and turn up at the corners. The one that she gives him when he makes a joke. A smile that he imagines is especially for him; he forgets how to breathe.
He is staring, just one-step away from slack jawed, when she calls him on it; breaking him from his reverie.
The smile turns nervous.
"Joel…what are you staring at?" She suddenly looks kind of panicked. "I don't have anything stuck to me do I? Salad between my teeth?"
After a mental shake, I offer her an easy grin and an exaggerated once-over. "Nope, you are embarrassing-legumes free."
She looks relieved before shifting to confused. "Why were you just staring at me then?"
"Uh…" His eyebrows rise and his mind draws a blank for a moment. "I wasn't" He finishes lamely.
Her eyebrow cocks in that eternally cute fashion that is number one hundred and two on his list of 'Things that Rose does that makes me want to kiss till the end of time'.
"You weren't?"
He shakes his head. "Nope. There is some...uh...hot blond chick behind you. I'm staring at her."
The eyebrow raises even more and she turns in her seat.
A silent beat follows before she turns back to look at him. More silence. He can see that smile lurking upon her lips.
He winces. "Yes I am aware, in fact, that there is a man behind you. But there was a hot blond."
She bites her lip, eyes starting to sparkle.
"With breasts." He adds helpfully.
She laughs and smiles that smile again.
Joel forgets how to breathe.
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