[Ivan winced at the hold on his hand, looking down at Till with a weak glare. It did hurt, but it was also so painfully grounding. Ivan still stood by the thought that Till should go the way he knew the man always did, but with the way he got into his face, it was difficult to make himself push him away again.]
I--[He sighed, pausing as Till went on] She?
[Till hesitated. No matter how much he wanted to make a point, not even he could continue on, could he? No matter what he said or acted like. When the time came to show it between them, it was difficult to look away from Mizi.
Still, it was so attractive how he got into his face and snapped at him. Ivan would lean down and kill him right on those pressed tight lips if he didn't think he'd get punched for it.]
You'll be depressed and upset if something more happens to her, like you have been.
[When Till finished with that, Ivan falls quiet, looking Till in the eyes. He was resolute in this, Ivan could see. Yet Ivan could equally see the possibility of Till regretting this, and he couldn't tell if it was genuine observation, or that bitterness reminding him that he was not as important as she was.
That hand on the back of his neck was so difficult to ignore, and the genuine feel of his hand against him. Wanting his genuine attention... for his anger, but attention was attention.
Unable to resist anymore. Ivan's free hand rested on Till's shoulder, bobbing his head down for the fastest, lightly kiss to the other's lips that he could safely muster.
And just like that, he leaned out and turned to continue down the corridor there were going down. Till was right. They lost time, but now they knew where everyone's focus truly was for the moment. Now they just had to outrun the realization that they were missing.]
If they're all following her, we can use that to get to an exit while the focus is elsewhere. Before we make it outside, we'll have to do something about our appearance. We're too famous to just walk out.
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I--[He sighed, pausing as Till went on] She?
[Till hesitated. No matter how much he wanted to make a point, not even he could continue on, could he? No matter what he said or acted like. When the time came to show it between them, it was difficult to look away from Mizi.
Still, it was so attractive how he got into his face and snapped at him. Ivan would lean down and kill him right on those pressed tight lips if he didn't think he'd get punched for it.]
You'll be depressed and upset if something more happens to her, like you have been.
[When Till finished with that, Ivan falls quiet, looking Till in the eyes. He was resolute in this, Ivan could see. Yet Ivan could equally see the possibility of Till regretting this, and he couldn't tell if it was genuine observation, or that bitterness reminding him that he was not as important as she was.
That hand on the back of his neck was so difficult to ignore, and the genuine feel of his hand against him. Wanting his genuine attention... for his anger, but attention was attention.
Unable to resist anymore. Ivan's free hand rested on Till's shoulder, bobbing his head down for the fastest, lightly kiss to the other's lips that he could safely muster.
And just like that, he leaned out and turned to continue down the corridor there were going down. Till was right. They lost time, but now they knew where everyone's focus truly was for the moment. Now they just had to outrun the realization that they were missing.]
If they're all following her, we can use that to get to an exit while the focus is elsewhere. Before we make it outside, we'll have to do something about our appearance. We're too famous to just walk out.