[And lead, he does - surprisingly well, considering his tendency to chicken out on anything remotely dominant. But it's nice, like this: just being together, holding hands, and going at a pace that seems predestined for both of them. He sets the pace, she follows, and it makes him stupidly happy, somehow.
It makes him stupidly happy, just being together like this.
Upstairs, his bedroom is close to the stairs, and he holds open the door for her like a would-be gentleman, though his other hand keeps holding hers. He's not ready to let go just yet.]
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It makes him stupidly happy, just being together like this.
Upstairs, his bedroom is close to the stairs, and he holds open the door for her like a would-be gentleman, though his other hand keeps holding hers. He's not ready to let go just yet.]