Under The Influence Of Cupid. ♥

[golden_witch]

Who: Beatrice and Gilgamesh
Where: Gilgamesh's Condo
When: Around 7:30pm.
What: Valentine's Day shenanigans commence when one slightly love struck witch goes in search of the most ill-tempered king.
Rating: PG-13
Status: Closed

Beatrice stood just outside of the door of the condo and battled with herself internally.

This is a bad idea. Isn't it okay to keep some things to yourself, Beatrice? Can't you control your feet and the direction they take? No, not when they're being led by your heart, right? He's just going to tell you to leave. But at least then you can say you tried, isn't that true? If you try and nothing comes of it, you've lost nothing.

She'd rest her hand over her chest, feeling the sigh fill her frame and then escape ruggedly.

You've talked to him a hundred times. Stop being such a child.

With that, there would be a gentle rap to Gilgamesh's door.

Comments

[king_of_heroes]

Please Gilgamesh is such a gentleman. There will be no snide comments, only a warm bit of laughter. Not mocking in the least bit. No, he's actually smiling without some sort of hideous intent for once. It's probably a good thing she isn't looking at him, huh? It may just end up making things worse for her.

"Those feelings are perfectly natural, aren't they? Some would wonder why it's taken this long for you to finally confess them."

He's not going to stop her if she actually wishes to leave. It's her choice, after all. Though it would be a shame to leave after all of this, wouldn't it?

[golden_witch]

Cruelty, she was prepared for. Mockery, she was prepared for. But that gentle laugh? The softness in his voice...it threw her off kilter. She'd turn slightly to him, just enough to catch his smile. She couldn't help but feel light-headed.

"...Like you almost expected it. Perhaps it...it took me a little longer to notice it. I-I don't expect you to respond to this. However...I do appreciate you being gracious. You've got more royal qualities than I give you credit for."

She'd return his smile, a bit more composed than a moment before. After which, she'd make her way out of his door. This bit of contact, it was enough for her, at least.