[And she feels the air pass between them, and that one little sound prompts a sort of giddiness that bubbles up from somewhere inside. She's not entirely sure what brought on the sudden bold actions, but it felt right and it seemed like it had paid off, taking the chance. Whatever this was she was definitely glad that it was mutual.
The blond takes a few breaths and leans in just enough to touch her forehead lightly to his. Her face flushes but her fingers don't stop their light playing with his hair, fingertips brushing against his scalp. It feels like she might burst from the sudden rush of emotions- mostly that same warm happiness.]
It is, isn't it? It's okay... right?
[If there were rules about this sort of thing, or if he'd rather not- Spock didn't strike her as the type of man that would just go along with something he wasn't comfortable with, but those same differences between them that made him so fascinating and endearing to her he might not feel the same way about. Not in the same capacity that she did, at least.
She cared about him, a great deal, and it seemed like that feeling was also mutual. Rapunzel just wants to be sure.]
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The blond takes a few breaths and leans in just enough to touch her forehead lightly to his. Her face flushes but her fingers don't stop their light playing with his hair, fingertips brushing against his scalp. It feels like she might burst from the sudden rush of emotions- mostly that same warm happiness.]
It is, isn't it? It's okay... right?
[If there were rules about this sort of thing, or if he'd rather not- Spock didn't strike her as the type of man that would just go along with something he wasn't comfortable with, but those same differences between them that made him so fascinating and endearing to her he might not feel the same way about. Not in the same capacity that she did, at least.
She cared about him, a great deal, and it seemed like that feeling was also mutual. Rapunzel just wants to be sure.]