Pictures in the Dark

[formidable]

General PSL/FUNBOX post for aurajen and formidable. Lots of OC shenanigans. ➢ Cool Mood Music No. 1 ➤ Cool Mood Music No. 2

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[dilatory]

[He listens to her, and he's almost can't believe what he's hearing. His breath is catching his in throat and he swallows hard, trying to find words. He was too afraid to hope that she was being serious -- he didn't want to throw himself into a pit of disappointment and foolishness if he had been wrong.

But apparently, he wasn't. And it's weird, he doesn't even know what to do with himself. He feels too many things in the pit of his stomach; a mix of happiness and anxiety and a tinge of shy embarrassment. Whereas she runs a hand through her hair, he fidgets with his hands.

He figures he should, at the very least, answer her.]

No, I... I'm more than ready. [Hopefully that was confirmation enough on his own end, if his own flushed state wasn't clue enough.] I just... don't know why you would pick me. [An awkward laugh.] I almost can't believe this is happening.

[infusion]

[It's about time she gives him a boon and Iona does so in the form of putting one hand over his although it's shy. She's not even sure why she's being like that. Maybe it's infectious? Or rather, she the kind of person who went with the flow. Passion with passion, distance with distance, and in this case, gentleness with gentleness.]

You're... You're important. To me. You've been doing your best and I couldn't help but admire that.

[Of course she'd admire that quietly developing strength. Of course she'd want to be part of that, to be a reason for it.]

We don't have to rush anything you know! I have a penchant for that and it can complicate things, but, I'm serious.

[dilatory]

[When she puts a hand over his, he can't help but turn his own over, palm up, and give hers a little squeeze in return.]

Iona... [He says the next without any hesitation, pushing past his embarrassment, because it's important to be said.] You're important to me, too. You've already helped me with so much.

[He swallows again, trying to force a bit more bravery.]

I'm willing to go at whatever pace is comfortable for you. I'm just... I'm just pretty happy right now, is all.

[infusion]

[There's a small jolt beneath them, indicating that the ferris wheel had started to move again. It's as if time had stopped just for them before it began to move forward. And Iona couldn't be any happier than at that moment.

Iona feeling emboldened (doesn't she always) leans her head against Michael's shoulder.]

We'll see where this goes then? You and me?

[dilatory]

Yeah... [He allows her to lean her head against him, and he leans a little into her in return, their hands still touching.]

You and me.

[He's barely even noticed the carriage being slowly brought back down, again. The ferris wheel is as lackadaisical as before, as if it had never stopped.]