—•TRISTAN•—
Teasing June has become a deliciously addictive game, one I find myself looking forward to far more than I should.
The truth is, I enjoy every second of it.
I enjoy watching the tiny shifts in her expression whenever I tease her—the slight twitch of her eyes, the way her lips part unconsciously, and the adorable fluster that always follows.
Every little reaction is fascinating, and I can't seem to get enough of them.
"Kiss... you?" she repeats, her lips moving as she struggles to force the words out.
She's flustered.
I can see it in the blush creeping up her neck and spilling across her cheeks, a lovely pink warmth blooming over her skin like honey in the sunlight.
Her fingers tighten around my jacket for a fleeting moment before she seems to realize what she's doing.
