[ when was the last time he just held a girl's hand? he needs to stop asking himself that question, or every single milestone's going to freak him out with the broad crevasse of time stretching endlessly in front of it. (a certain number of freakouts are inevitable, but he can at least try to minimise them.)
so he carefully, carefully twines his metal fingers around hers, thumb jotting against her wrist, his knuckles entertwined with hers. he glances down while doing it; an old habit from when he'd first started physical therapy and was getting accustomed to the new arm, making sure he's doing it right, that he hadn't missed the target completely, that he hasn't broken the glass he was trying to pick up or, in this case, shattered the bones in yelena's hand.
but of course it's fine. it's fine. yelena belova is holding his hand, and the world has not ended. the corner of his mouth twitches when she insults him. (he's increasingly realising they have that in common. can teasing be a love language? maybe.) ]
I'm creative. I'm pretty sure I'd have figured something out.
How do you feel about swing dancing?
[ it seemed like it was starting to get en vogue again, with classes throughout the city for brooklyn hipsters, but he hadn't dared to attend alone. he could give them a run for their money, though. ]
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so he carefully, carefully twines his metal fingers around hers, thumb jotting against her wrist, his knuckles entertwined with hers. he glances down while doing it; an old habit from when he'd first started physical therapy and was getting accustomed to the new arm, making sure he's doing it right, that he hadn't missed the target completely, that he hasn't broken the glass he was trying to pick up or, in this case, shattered the bones in yelena's hand.
but of course it's fine. it's fine. yelena belova is holding his hand, and the world has not ended. the corner of his mouth twitches when she insults him. (he's increasingly realising they have that in common. can teasing be a love language? maybe.) ]
I'm creative. I'm pretty sure I'd have figured something out.
How do you feel about swing dancing?
[ it seemed like it was starting to get en vogue again, with classes throughout the city for brooklyn hipsters, but he hadn't dared to attend alone. he could give them a run for their money, though. ]