[ bellamy doesn't remove his hand from her back, even though the path is relatively clear. he doesn't think to. though he knows his hand is on the small of her back and she's most likely reacting nervously due to it, he doesn't retract it. ]
[ a part of him assumes elsa's not keen on being touched — or touching others, not without some thick layer of fabric and space being wedged between them. but he thinks she doesn't mind this. with the way she doesn't ice his hand, grip at him and turn him into an icicle himself … ]
[ maybe it's presuming too much, and, in turn, thinking too much. ]
[ he looks ahead, smiling widely, before he thinks to look at her and try and tame the curve of his mouth. ] So, what did you get Anna for today? [ he can't quite see elsa passing up a day to spoil anna, taking to this odd occasion of love declarations to also mean friendly and sisterly. ] Something icy?
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[ a part of him assumes elsa's not keen on being touched — or touching others, not without some thick layer of fabric and space being wedged between them. but he thinks she doesn't mind this. with the way she doesn't ice his hand, grip at him and turn him into an icicle himself … ]
[ maybe it's presuming too much, and, in turn, thinking too much. ]
[ he looks ahead, smiling widely, before he thinks to look at her and try and tame the curve of his mouth. ] So, what did you get Anna for today? [ he can't quite see elsa passing up a day to spoil anna, taking to this odd occasion of love declarations to also mean friendly and sisterly. ] Something icy?