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3 years ago

🪐 — james barnes​ ;

she’s sunshine bottled, a lightness that forces itself between his ribs until cartilage bends to her, skin stretching out until it forms a shelter from the storms. the pressure around his lungs lessens with every soft syllable falling from her lips, creating a space filled with a sunlight that even he can feel, built to house him in her warmth. hands still on what he’s meant to be doing, attention locked on her actions, on the soft upturn of her lips that seems to spread upwards to her cheeks and eyes without hesitation. he sometimes thinks he’s lost the ability to show happiness, that they pushed ice so deep into his eyes that he can never light them fully, can never show the oceans of feeling he still retains. not for the first time, he fixates on what it must be like to exist in her brain, to wonder about mushrooms and nature and breathe life into the world that surrounds. perhaps that’s why he finds himself trying to exist in her orbit, selfishly taking that hope for himself.         ❛   you know, that one was probably trying to say ‘i hope this lady doesn’t eat me’ to its mushroom buddies.   ❜     he can’t help the tease, the slight eye roll that comes with delivery even as he offers her a rare smile. here, he almost believes he can be softer, that he can exist in this warmth and the world outside can stop existing for a moment. it’s intoxicating.        ❛   we need most of them for the recipe you know, can’t have you snacking them all away.   ❜ 

 James Barnes ;

      HER ATTENTIONS RETURNED TO THE TASK AT HAND,  birdie uses a knife to carefully  &  evenly dice up the last of the chanterelles. but still her eyes linger on james, even as she pushes them into the pan, catching the small smile that plays across his lips. she knows she’s being a little silly,  &  sometimes that can put people a bit off. most people can’t really handle her eccentricities for long. but james seems to find her charming enough, his hard exterior even cracking enough to let a glimmer of humor through.  &  she giggles, glad to have him there as they prepare their dinner together.  ❝ well, the joke’s on him then, because we’re going to eat all of these. ❞  she adds a dollop of butter, a sprinkle of salt, &  the mushrooms beginning to simmer,  &  crushes a clove of garlic with the flat side of her knife, the warm smell of dinner beginning to fill up her small kitchen. ❝ don’t worry, there will be plenty for us both. ❞  she says, tossing the garlic in as well  &  using a large spoon to stir it all together. she lifts her eyes to rest on his face again, trying to commit its angles  &  planes to her memory. sometimes james seems like he’s far away, even when he’s right beside her. but birdie is gradually learning how to invite him back into her world when he goes somewhere else, nudging his hip gently with her own. ❝ maybe even enough that you can take some home with you, so you can have some leftovers later. i wouldn’t want you to go hungry. ❞


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