Madness
WhisperingIt's curtain call, and she's waving to the crowd. He was standing there off to the side, just...mulling.
He has this crazy idea...and a split second to make a decision.
The lights were dimming; his body moved on it's own without him realizing it--
She feels soft and warm against him, her hair tickling him when he buried his face between her shoulder blades. He was deaf to the roaring of the crowd, and her gasp of surprise when he abruptly embraced her from behind.
But he could hear the drumming of their heartbeats--loud and clear and perfectly in sync.
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