[ She tries to get as close as possible when he pulls her in, practically climbing into his lap to be pressed against him. She can feel one of her shoes slip off in the driver’s side as she tries to readjust her legs but she doesn’t care. That doesn’t matter as much as it does to feel him, to have his arms around her.
She’s clinging to his shirt when he leans in to kiss her, her small hands tightening even more around the fabric. It catches her by surprise honestly, considering so far in this relationship she’d been the one making most of the first moves. But she welcomes it, pressing into it with a soft sound in her throat.
Sure it’s clumsy. But Varian’s clumsy and awkward. She doesn’t care - that’s just who he is. And she loves him just like that. ]
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She’s clinging to his shirt when he leans in to kiss her, her small hands tightening even more around the fabric. It catches her by surprise honestly, considering so far in this relationship she’d been the one making most of the first moves. But she welcomes it, pressing into it with a soft sound in her throat.
Sure it’s clumsy. But Varian’s clumsy and awkward. She doesn’t care - that’s just who he is. And she loves him just like that. ]