domire-angela:

iamthefirechild:

domire-angela:

iamthefirechild:

*leans his forehead against hers* That all you can see, then? Just how I look? How I sound? All the physical? You’re better than that. *brushes his lips to hers*

*feels her heart kick up a short frenzy and tries to steady her suddenly erratic breathing* N-No. You’re still Summer. You’re still the person I made tea and ointments for when you couldn’t even stand without hurting yourself. *looks into those green eyes again and feels like a small weight has been lifted from her back* You’re still my friend.

Good girl. *steps away and shoves hands in pockets* By the way, are we four supposed to be doing this prom thing together? You and Deva, me and Tony?

*shoves her hands into her hair and shakes her head around a bit* That would be nice, to go as a—what’s the phrase?—“double date”.

Although I understand Loki is taking Miss Venn as well. We could do it as a family thing. *shrugs*