He has always been there to catch her when she falls.
From nowhere, as she slipped, his arms are around her. One of his hands resting behind her head. She retained her deathgrip on the towel, a shame. A soft smile barely visible through the curtain of dark hair that completely hid his bright blue eyes.
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Date: 2006-09-13 10:42 pm (UTC)From nowhere, as she slipped, his arms are around her. One of his hands resting behind her head. She retained her deathgrip on the towel, a shame. A soft smile barely visible through the curtain of dark hair that completely hid his bright blue eyes.
"...Careful."