Better Choose Carefully

Fia wouldn't know the struggle that Stolas had, and either way he was hiding it well. At least for now she wouldn't feel like Stolas looked at her and saw someone else. She never felt that way. She wouldn't have any reason to. For her everything started with him. All of it was unraveling before her eyes, and she could see what she saw in him. A little at a time, in every moment. She still wouldn't notice it plain as day, but that was on her own choice. It was almost like she wanted this to last for as long as it could. Just the two of them, friends, the best in each other's lives. She didn't know what would lay beyond that, but she knew every part of this was special in it's own way.

As he may have expected, she didn't say much. Relaxing into his side, some sort of relief in the way she gently pushed into him. Eventually she'd straighten up, her gaze still out on horizon and her shoulder still against his. Savoring the moment maybe, but really just preparing for the next. Maybe not so obvious, but her nose slowly turned toward his face. Dark slitted eyes gently blinking as she looked up at his slightly taller frame. She would give him a moment to notice, but in due time if he didn't she would take that next step forward. No doubt in her mind. Not for her inexperience, not in any fear of how Stolas felt about her. She knew, and she was willing to take what was hers. Pulling him into her lips hopefully just by pure emotional drive alone, but she would physically if she had too. If he was too nervous to do so himself or maybe if he didn't want to at all.

"Fiametta & Stolas"