 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Of course! Aside from her own family, Tamara was someone Dynah could always rely on, someone she didn’t mind asking for help. “I will.” It was all poor Dy could manage at the moment since that radiant smile was quite a distraction. A good one, that is.
It was only now that she observed Tam’s body language that Dy understood how important whatever it was that needed to be said was. She grasped that hand in hers more securely, her way of reassuring Tam that she was going to listen. And listen she did. Not once did the Hufflepuff speak though she didn’t think she needed to: her facial expressions said it all. First came a soft smile because, yes, she too adored the other girl’s company. Then there was a slightly bewildered expression because Dy failed to see where these lovely words were going even though they made her heart so happy. Yes, they did! And then… a purely shocked expression was the last to make itself known.
Dy STARED at Tam’s delightfully red face but she was having a difficult time truly seeing it because of the distracting way certain words were ringing in her ears. Words like ‘more’ and ‘crush’ especially. Dy wasn’t daydreaming, was she? Tam ACTUALLY liked her romantically, right? It was too good to be true! But then she zoned in one more on that face before her and realisation hit hard: she was very much wide awake and…
The older girl wasted no time. She closed the small distance between her and Tamara and kissed her on the mouth. Was that enough of an answer for the Claw? |