( it's all of it — the familiar shape of her, the magic he knows as well as his own practically buzzing under his fingertips, the sound of her voice. it just gets to him, somewhere that aches painfully in the back of his throat even as he backs up a few steps and half-drags kennedy along with him.
he does eventually unwind a little, enough that they can actually walk a little, but he doesn't separate without pecking a few kisses on the side of her face. even when nick pulls back he still keeps his arms kind of wrapped up in her, just leaves a little room so that they can actually take steps, so that he can shove the door shut behind them. )
Okay like, don't laugh- ( he prefaces his answer with a watery grin. ) but it's my boyfriend's place. His second house, actually.
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he does eventually unwind a little, enough that they can actually walk a little, but he doesn't separate without pecking a few kisses on the side of her face. even when nick pulls back he still keeps his arms kind of wrapped up in her, just leaves a little room so that they can actually take steps, so that he can shove the door shut behind them. )
Okay like, don't laugh- ( he prefaces his answer with a watery grin. ) but it's my boyfriend's place. His second house, actually.