vegasdoe:

            _{{ A casual shrug as they start walking, and her free hand finds the inside of her pocket, surprisingly bashful. }}

     _{”You didn’t have to say yes. Even though we live next door to each other so it would be sort of rude. But still.”}

            _{{ She hums thoughtfully, flirting with the idea of lying. }}

      _{“A lady’s not supposed to reveal her age, you know. But I’m twenty three. Well — nearly. My birthday’s in January.”} 

      _{[ He wants to whisk her hand from her pocket and trap it in his, but he knows he shouldn’t do that. The limits between them are blurry, but that doesn’t stop him from making his own. ]}

     _{“Is that a subtle way of saying that you wouldn’t have done the same for me?”}

      _{[ He bites his lip, his gaze lingering on her profile for a short moment before he decides he better keep it in his peripheral vision. ]}

     _{“I wasn’t off by that much. You’re young for a teacher.”}