Have I repeated myself yet? Oh well, I'll say it again, I love you all! I hope you enjoy this next oneshot. It's a little short, but one of my favorites. Enjoy!

Prompt Word #5: Face

It wasn't until Ib had returned from her quick trip to the bathroom that she noticed Garry had dozed off. The two of them had just been watching a movie together, so Ib's focus was mainly on that. He sat on the far right of the couch, his elbow resting on the arm of it, while his palm held the side of his face. Garry had his eyes closed lightly and if Ib listened real closely, she could hear him softly snoring.

The peaceful look on Garry's face drew her in. Ib stared at his face, and lost herself in her thoughts for a moment. Every feature about this man intrigued her. She loved looking in his metallic blue eyes when he spoke to her. And the way his lips curved into a smile that could always bring her out of any troubled state. And the way he looked now, with his eyes shut and his lips ever so slightly parted... Ib felt her face begin to heat up.

Ib was about ninety-seven percent sure she liked Garry. As in like liked him. Often times, her friends at school asked if she liked anyone in their class. She told them she didn't, and with a faraway look, Ib would confess that she did like someone. She'd stare off into space, resting her chin on her hand, and picture his face. The blush would creep to her cheeks, and then she'd daydream some, until her teacher jostled her from her imagination to answer a question, or something along those lines.

She definitely liked him. Really, really, really liked him. Ib wondered if Garry liked her back. She dismissed the thought, thinking it weird. There was a bit of an age gap between the two of them. She wondered if maybe, when she was older...

Ib called out his name, inching her face closer to his. He didn't move at all. Garry must have been sleeping quite soundly. Ib wondered how he could pass out in such a position. It looked so uncomfortable, but his face was completely relaxed.

Ib wasn't really sure what she was doing. It was like her body had a mind of its own. Her face closed the distance between them, Ib turning a bright scarlet when she could feel his steady breaths against her lips. It made her spine tingle. Her lips puckered slightly, ready to give him the quickest of kisses.

She paused for a long moment, her trembling lips hovering over his. She contemplated on what to do next. Should she go for it, or should she stop? Ib wondered for a long time, thinking about how she was probably never going to get this chance again. Ultimately, her rational side broke through, and she decided not to.

Until Garry's head slipped from his hand, brushing his lips against hers in a split second. Ib jerked her head back, lifting her hands over her mouth in surprise. His shining blue eyes fluttered open tiredly, setting themselves on the flustered girl before him.

"Ah, sorry, Ib," he said, yawning in the middle. "I guess I dozed off."

"It.. it's okay," she told him, her fingertips lingering at her smiling mouth. Ib grinned and settled her hands to her sides, resuming her position on the couch beside Garry.

You've no idea how much I like making these two feel awkward around each other. I just think it's adorable! As always, thanks for reading, reviewing, alerting, just whatever, I melt with happiness when my inbox blows up. Take care!