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ArianaBlack · 02-22-2015, 08:07 AM

SPOILER!!: Agreed.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Sararara

The corner of his mouth twitched ever so slightly when Tiffany looked down, but he wasn't sure it was a triumphant twitch or a regretful twitch. Nothing was ever just a twitch, you know. Nothing was every just anything with her, it hadn't taken Ezra long to work that one out. He gave her hand a soft squeeze, using the feeling of her fingers under his to avoid the question of why the idea of the old game was so far from his mind, why he missed the smile instead of being smug because he'd held himself together for a moment longer than she had. Alright, maybe he was a little smug. Or a lot smug, but that wasn't the point. The point was--what was the point again? Maybe he'd realize it if he'd just stop THINKING so much, but his thoughts insisted on racing just as fast as his heartbeat. Nice going, organs, nice going. But before he'd let himself consider anything any further, Ezra closed his eyes and planted a soft kiss on the top of her forehead, only letting his lips linger or a moment before straightening up with his eyes still shut. Did you see that? Compromise.

When he finally let his eyelids flutter open again, he was met with the same shining eyes and winning smile as before, and it made his heart pound at lightning speed just as before. Do something about it? Yes, yes, they did need to do something about it, or else he'd be forced to do something about it here in front of half the ministry. But no need for such desperation yet, yes? "I suppose I might be able to think of a solution." He smirked down at her as they danced, but the smile turned wider almost instantly. Ahem. Nobody noticed that. He'd meant to be finished but of course continued anyway,"We could bless the Leaky Cauldron with the likes of the two of us together." He removed his hand from the small of her back and pulled his wand from his jacket pocket before positioning it behind his back and nonverbally casting, Orchideous and holding the result, a single red rose that not-so-coincidentally matched the hue of her shoes, out to her with the fingers of his other hand still intertwined with hers. "Think about it." So much for not being desperate, eh? If overthinking as a bad idea AND impulses were a bad idea then what was a good idea? Right. Snogging. Best idea right there.

HOW did Tiffany appear so unaffected? Was he losing his touch? No, impossible. But unless she was mad, there was really no explanation for why they hadn't already escaped the party and had their own fun. With his hand repositioned on her back and the couple inches of space still hanging between them, Ezra looked her straight in the eye and replied, "Lacking a certain someone, which makes things rather excruciating. And you?" He cocked his head to the side and waited for her to swoon or throw herself at him or something of the sort. It'd better be fast, though, before he did it himself.

Nope. He did not just kiss her forehead. Nope.

What the heck, Bellamy!?! This is NOT how the night was supposed to go. What happened to the game? What happened to trying to win?? Why in the name of Merlin were you being so darn romantic tonight?! Why was he making it so bloody hard to try to hate him. Or well... She was never trying to hate him, that'd be far too difficult of a challenge. Just... She wasn't about to admit feelings okay!? Because those feelings were nonexistent. Tiffany Price was not woo-able. She wasn't. What was he getting at with these romantic gestures and the smiling and the FOREHEAD KISS????

Never in her life had Tiffany Price felt this conflicted. It was doing strange things to her head. And she was not a fan. But yet, she was blushing. Dear Merlin. What was going on? She had lost all control. NO, WORSE! She had lost the game.

"Mhmm, you suppose?" she let the 'm's buzz on her lips as she raised a playful brow. But really, she was clinging on to every word of his. What was his solution? Could he tell her now? Or was he going to wait for her to ask herself? Thankfully, it was option number one because it would be best if she could get by with saying as little as she could, thank you very much. What if she said something stupid? Admitted to things. Nonexistent things, okay? It was just the fairy lights. Merely that. She glanced down only for a brief moment after he mentioned the Leaky, but when she looked back up at him.. He was holding out a rose?? Sweet Merlin, Ezra. Was he aware of what he was doing to her head?? It was madness. She reached for the rose-- with her hand that wasn't currently holding onto his (((Ahem)))-- and held it to her nose, letting it's scent overwhelm her for only a few seconds. "I suppose just one visit wouldn't hurt," giving him a small grin before-- WAIT WHAT.

....WHAAAAAT???

Had she just???? What? This whole time she was practicing the virtue of restraint. She wasn't going to set herself up for failure. And yet, she said yes to a ~~second~~ date at the Leaky? Oh Merlin. Except, she wasn't even freaking out about it??? What. It had to be the flower. Or the cheesy lines. OR well.. He was playing all the right cards and she... Maybe she was woo-able? Oh sweet Merlin. But question. He had asked her another question-- after he had answered hers with something ridiculously romantic and cheesy again. MERLIN. HELP HER. "Oh, it was....quiet." It was strange, not knowing how to answer him. Not knowing the right words. Not being able to speak. Such a thing hardly ever happened to her. She was Tiffany Price not some silly little school girl. This was ridiculous.

... Wasn't it?

One date wouldn't hurt. Maybe it'd be fun?

02-22-2015, 08:07 AM	#52 (permalink)
ArianaBlack Assistant Forum Manager Quibbler & Newbie Mod DMLE & DMT Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: #6e5f57 \|#ff5470 Posts: 13,676 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alfie Adair Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin First Year Ministry RPG Name: Tomasz Łaska Law Enforcement x10 x1	doesn't proofread tweets \| #wrongaboutcereal \| #siriusly? \| emo to the extremo SPOILER!!: Agreed. Quote: Originally Posted by Sararara The corner of his mouth twitched ever so slightly when Tiffany looked down, but he wasn't sure it was a triumphant twitch or a regretful twitch. Nothing was ever just a twitch, you know. Nothing was every just anything with her, it hadn't taken Ezra long to work that one out. He gave her hand a soft squeeze, using the feeling of her fingers under his to avoid the question of why the idea of the old game was so far from his mind, why he missed the smile instead of being smug because he'd held himself together for a moment longer than she had. Alright, maybe he was a little smug. Or a lot smug, but that wasn't the point. The point was--what was the point again? Maybe he'd realize it if he'd just stop THINKING so much, but his thoughts insisted on racing just as fast as his heartbeat. Nice going, organs, nice going. But before he'd let himself consider anything any further, Ezra closed his eyes and planted a soft kiss on the top of her forehead, only letting his lips linger or a moment before straightening up with his eyes still shut. Did you see that? Compromise. When he finally let his eyelids flutter open again, he was met with the same shining eyes and winning smile as before, and it made his heart pound at lightning speed just as before. Do something about it? Yes, yes, they did need to do something about it, or else he'd be forced to do something about it here in front of half the ministry. But no need for such desperation yet, yes? "I suppose I might be able to think of a solution." He smirked down at her as they danced, but the smile turned wider almost instantly. Ahem. Nobody noticed that. He'd meant to be finished but of course continued anyway,"We could bless the Leaky Cauldron with the likes of the two of us together." He removed his hand from the small of her back and pulled his wand from his jacket pocket before positioning it behind his back and nonverbally casting, Orchideous and holding the result, a single red rose that not-so-coincidentally matched the hue of her shoes, out to her with the fingers of his other hand still intertwined with hers. "Think about it." So much for not being desperate, eh? If overthinking as a bad idea AND impulses were a bad idea then what was a good idea? Right. Snogging. Best idea right there. HOW did Tiffany appear so unaffected? Was he losing his touch? No, impossible. But unless she was mad, there was really no explanation for why they hadn't already escaped the party and had their own fun. With his hand repositioned on her back and the couple inches of space still hanging between them, Ezra looked her straight in the eye and replied, "Lacking a certain someone, which makes things rather excruciating. And you?" He cocked his head to the side and waited for her to swoon or throw herself at him or something of the sort. It'd better be fast, though, before he did it himself. Nope. He did not just kiss her forehead. Nope. What the heck, Bellamy!?! This is NOT how the night was supposed to go. What happened to the game? What happened to trying to win?? Why in the name of Merlin were you being so darn romantic tonight?! Why was he making it so bloody hard to try to hate him. Or well... She was never trying to hate him, that'd be far too difficult of a challenge. Just... She wasn't about to admit feelings okay!? Because those feelings were nonexistent. Tiffany Price was not woo-able. She wasn't. What was he getting at with these romantic gestures and the smiling and the FOREHEAD KISS???? Never in her life had Tiffany Price felt this conflicted. It was doing strange things to her head. And she was not a fan. But yet, she was blushing. Dear Merlin. What was going on? She had lost all control. NO, WORSE! She had lost the game. "Mhmm, you suppose?" she let the 'm's buzz on her lips as she raised a playful brow. But really, she was clinging on to every word of his. What was his solution? Could he tell her now? Or was he going to wait for her to ask herself? Thankfully, it was option number one because it would be best if she could get by with saying as little as she could, thank you very much. What if she said something stupid? Admitted to things. Nonexistent things, okay? It was just the fairy lights. Merely that. She glanced down only for a brief moment after he mentioned the Leaky, but when she looked back up at him.. He was holding out a rose?? Sweet Merlin, Ezra. Was he aware of what he was doing to her head?? It was madness. She reached for the rose-- with her hand that wasn't currently holding onto his (((Ahem)))-- and held it to her nose, letting it's scent overwhelm her for only a few seconds. "I suppose just one visit wouldn't hurt," giving him a small grin before-- WAIT WHAT. ....WHAAAAAT??? Had she just???? What? This whole time she was practicing the virtue of restraint. She wasn't going to set herself up for failure. And yet, she said yes to a ~~second~~ date at the Leaky? Oh Merlin. Except, she wasn't even freaking out about it??? What. It had to be the flower. Or the cheesy lines. OR well.. He was playing all the right cards and she... Maybe she was woo-able? Oh sweet Merlin. But question. He had asked her another question-- after he had answered hers with something ridiculously romantic and cheesy again. MERLIN. HELP HER. "Oh, it was....quiet." It was strange, not knowing how to answer him. Not knowing the right words. Not being able to speak. Such a thing hardly ever happened to her. She was Tiffany Price not some silly little school girl. This was ridiculous. ... Wasn't it? One date wouldn't hurt. Maybe it'd be fun? __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Lemon!