like a dream come trueβ¦
( she canβt resist, helping by lifting and propping her leg where he wants it. she pulls him closer, hardly any room to spare between the two of them. arms are now draped around his neck her hands play with his shirt collar, but move to cup his face. )
ohβ mmh..
( content hum, almost tripping as sheβs guided back against the wall. sheβs smiling as she returns the kiss with hands draped over his shoulders. then turning her head to break the kiss, just for a moment. )
hm..?
( sheβd hardly noticed, too focused on her drink to see who. gently, the cup is put down, and she peeks around. )
hello?
( sipping a warm cup of water. sheβs got a blanket on her lap, hardly visible behind her counter. )
( she leans into the kiss, smiling as he pulls away, and a bit disappointed when he walks away from her. )
( she had already planned on following him back there, almost like a clingy puppy. so when he calls her over, sheβs quick to come, appearing beside him in just a moment. )
( the presentation of the flowers has her melting, quickly accepting them and smelling them. a pleased hum as she pulls away and places them in front of her on her workspace. )
aw, hendrick.. these are so beautiful. i love them. go ahead and take a look, have whatever you want.
( cheeks stain a soft, rosy pink. she reaches his take his hand, running fingers down his own. )
mm. very busy, dear doctor. itβs always a pleasure to see you? it makes all my time spent alone down here worth it. i wish i could see you all the time.
( she had been totally oblivious before he let himself be known, humming softly as she flipped through the same old pages again and again. )
hm?
( she had thought it would be another doctor that needed her, so she slides her bookmark in and closes the book quickly to turn
iβd hope not.
( she brings one of his hands to her cheek, holding it there and leaning into it. )
i love you, hendrick. you have my whole heart. i wish i could give it to you on a silver platter.
i canβt say no to you.. i want you all to myself. i hate seeing you with others. it tears my heart to pieces. i know itβs selfish but i canβt help myself.
i feel that should be obvious, no?
( tight squeeze followed by an innocent smile, maybe a little creepy? )
if that were the case no one could keep their hands of you. it may be selfish, but i donβt want that.
( finishing up with her massage, yet she doesnβt pull away, instead keeping his hands encased in her own. gently rubbing with her thumbs. )
mm. how are you feeling now? better?