My eyes close involuntarily as he closes in. His nose brushes against mine, then his lips...
...oh.
I know it's not him. It's his avatar. But in a way that's more him than his body anyway, because it's his essence, his choices, his life, and for a moment I can imagine that it's his lips so feather light, so soft against mine.
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Date: 2012-12-18 06:32 am (UTC)My eyes close involuntarily as he closes in. His nose brushes against mine, then his lips...
...oh.
I know it's not him. It's his avatar. But in a way that's more him than his body anyway, because it's his essence, his choices, his life, and for a moment I can imagine that it's his lips so feather light, so soft against mine.
I'm grinning. Stupidly.
I don't care.