[ the film is all but forgotten. nothing more than background noise now, and flickering light playing over dan heng's soft, pretty features. it breaks ren's heart - how beautiful she is. how smart and sharp she is. how loyal, and kind, and brave. ren smiles. ]
Maybe she does. Maybe I'm the luckiest person in the world.
[ she says softly, so softly, the words almost lost between them. ]
So you're saying I should just go for it.
[ a tremble runs through her hands, ren's pupils dark in the red-orange wreaths of her irises, never leaving dan heng's eyes. for so long she'd thought that dan heng just put up with her flirting out of kindness, out of the desire to maintain a good relationship with her roommate. dan heng never reciprocated, after all, only ever rolled her eyes or sighed, and ren, someone who is generally quite good at being able to tell when someone is into her, faltered.
you see, everything is different when you want someone beyond just a kiss. beyond just a playful time together. but there's no denying it anymore, not when dan heng's hand is in her own, not when they're so close, and dan heng isn't pushing her away. ren's hand lifts from dan heng's side to her face, brushing the hair from her unbruised eye, cupping her cheek. ]
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Maybe she does. Maybe I'm the luckiest person in the world.
[ she says softly, so softly, the words almost lost between them. ]
So you're saying I should just go for it.
[ a tremble runs through her hands, ren's pupils dark in the red-orange wreaths of her irises, never leaving dan heng's eyes. for so long she'd thought that dan heng just put up with her flirting out of kindness, out of the desire to maintain a good relationship with her roommate. dan heng never reciprocated, after all, only ever rolled her eyes or sighed, and ren, someone who is generally quite good at being able to tell when someone is into her, faltered.
you see, everything is different when you want someone beyond just a kiss. beyond just a playful time together. but there's no denying it anymore, not when dan heng's hand is in her own, not when they're so close, and dan heng isn't pushing her away. ren's hand lifts from dan heng's side to her face, brushing the hair from her unbruised eye, cupping her cheek. ]