"I could still fuck you up," Lucy promises sweetly, despite this being absolutely untrue. She knows because her spine tingles at the way Dustin can tease things he doesn't really mean with such believable solemnity. Simple words, simple affect. It's artful. She almost isn't sure he isn't serious.
She tries it on for size, leveling out a solemn flat-line of an expression, but in the aftermath of their laughter her darkness crumbles into itself. Lucy smiles instead, all teeth, which doesn't live for long either.
"But I think I'll spare you," she muses, appraising Dustin with slow, rapt eyes. "For now."
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Dustin & Lucy
Date: 2019-02-11 11:48 pm (UTC)She tries it on for size, leveling out a solemn flat-line of an expression, but in the aftermath of their laughter her darkness crumbles into itself. Lucy smiles instead, all teeth, which doesn't live for long either.
"But I think I'll spare you," she muses, appraising Dustin with slow, rapt eyes. "For now."