[ Molly's words stir his pride around the swelling anxiety in his chest for another reason, one so heavy he feels embarrassed in every inch of his burning face. ]
You don't know the half of it.
[ Fjord's sigh stirs dark curls as he leans back to see him and he slides a hand up a shoulder to cup a tattooed neck, thumb finding the divot of a jaw. The dim single candlelight catches in slit yellow eyes as he searches Molly's face, warring with himself on how to phrase what he needs to. ]
If you can't belong to the group just yet, how about you start with ... just me?
[ To try and make his meaning clearer, his gaze flickers to Molly's lips and back up again as his heart turns into a butterfly in his chest. ]
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[ Molly's words stir his pride around the swelling anxiety in his chest for another reason, one so heavy he feels embarrassed in every inch of his burning face. ]
You don't know the half of it.
[ Fjord's sigh stirs dark curls as he leans back to see him and he slides a hand up a shoulder to cup a tattooed neck, thumb finding the divot of a jaw. The dim single candlelight catches in slit yellow eyes as he searches Molly's face, warring with himself on how to phrase what he needs to. ]
If you can't belong to the group just yet, how about you start with ... just me?
[ To try and make his meaning clearer, his gaze flickers to Molly's lips and back up again as his heart turns into a butterfly in his chest. ]