[That just makes him laugh a bit harder. And when he's done, he lets her wipe the juice clean from his face wordlessly while he looks into her eyes.]
[He has no idea what she feels. About him. About what they might be experiencing. He has no idea if she's scared or excited. Is she nervous like he was? Is her heart pounding like his is? He could cheat and use his blood magic to feel her heartbeat...]
[Or he could reach up with his hand to touch her cheek, mirroring her own touch. Lightly, he runs his thumb just under the pink marking on her cheek.]
[There's something about her eyes. The way she looks at him. He's spent a lifetime under the gaze of eyes who were afraid of him. Of eyes shrouded in hate and disgust. Eyes that judged him. Eyes that wanted him to be taken away, out of their sight. Eyes that mocked him or told him everything he couldn't be.]
[But in her eyes, all he saw was hope. She saw something inside of him and he couldn't even fathom what it was, but with those eyes on him...it felt like he could do anything.]
[Even admit to himself that...Makoto was right.]
[I like you.]
[And if there's one thing about Darin...it's that he wears his feelings plain on his face. They were right there, clear as day in his own green eyes.]
...Thanks...
[Is he the only one feeling the charge in the air?]
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[He has no idea what she feels. About him. About what they might be experiencing. He has no idea if she's scared or excited. Is she nervous like he was? Is her heart pounding like his is? He could cheat and use his blood magic to feel her heartbeat...]
[Or he could reach up with his hand to touch her cheek, mirroring her own touch. Lightly, he runs his thumb just under the pink marking on her cheek.]
[There's something about her eyes. The way she looks at him. He's spent a lifetime under the gaze of eyes who were afraid of him. Of eyes shrouded in hate and disgust. Eyes that judged him. Eyes that wanted him to be taken away, out of their sight. Eyes that mocked him or told him everything he couldn't be.]
[But in her eyes, all he saw was hope. She saw something inside of him and he couldn't even fathom what it was, but with those eyes on him...it felt like he could do anything.]
[Even admit to himself that...Makoto was right.]
[I like you.]
[And if there's one thing about Darin...it's that he wears his feelings plain on his face. They were right there, clear as day in his own green eyes.]
...Thanks...
[Is he the only one feeling the charge in the air?]