It's not his fault if his heart beats just a little bit faster now. Jealous, he watches as she turns away and for one injured moment he resents the hell out of Toshirô Mifune for ever having had the damn nerve to show his face onscreen.
But then, he gets it. He gets it and holds her, leaning his head against hers, holding her in his arms like he never ever wants to let her go. She's priceless: a million glittering diamonds. Sunlight after a long dismal night. And out of all the guys in the universe, she's picked him.
That's pretty fucking special.
Hell, he can't even watch the movie: Beth's kind of commanding all his attention. Like he did before, he presses a kiss to her cheek because maybe, just maybe, that'll attract her attention, turn it back to him again. There's something almost surreal about the setting, the way the flickering white-and-black plays over her features like some shower of light.
So slowly it's barely perceptible, he rocks her in his arms. It's almost a dance: a slow, slow dance to music that no one can hear except the two of them.
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Date: 2006-10-03 04:52 am (UTC)But then, he gets it. He gets it and holds her, leaning his head against hers, holding her in his arms like he never ever wants to let her go. She's priceless: a million glittering diamonds. Sunlight after a long dismal night. And out of all the guys in the universe, she's picked him.
That's pretty fucking special.
Hell, he can't even watch the movie: Beth's kind of commanding all his attention. Like he did before, he presses a kiss to her cheek because maybe, just maybe, that'll attract her attention, turn it back to him again. There's something almost surreal about the setting, the way the flickering white-and-black plays over her features like some shower of light.
So slowly it's barely perceptible, he rocks her in his arms. It's almost a dance: a slow, slow dance to music that no one can hear except the two of them.