Quietly Iris took the food from him as he played doctor helping her on the road to recovery, but again her thoughts trailed off unable to contain them or ignore them like she had been doing. The feelings had never stopped for him, she had never gotten over her infatuation of him and as much as she wanted to ignore it push it to one side right now, she couldn’t. Not whilst they were sat so close together and even though he was feeding her because she had been stubborn it was somewhat romantic and very sweet of him to do. He was taking into consideration her health and he didn’t have too; they could have pushed on she would have forced herself too for him.
Stop it. As much as she denied it, she just wanted nothing more than to kiss him, to feel his arms hold her once more because she couldn’t forget it. Iris couldn’t forget they way they had been together, the kisses, the small touches. The laughter over silly subjects, the way they would tease each other and make jokes like they had known each other for years. Iris longed for that feeling again, she wished they could just go back in time, but she knew it would never happen.
If only I could have hated him, if only it didn’t happen this way, but even I don’t truly wish for that. Regardless of it all I will cherish those memories. I enjoyed every second of it. Lost in her own thoughts about how much she wished they could just be them again she didn’t notice his eyes lingering on her lips. Taken from her thoughts she looked back towards him sighing as she heard his soft voice encouraging her to eat a few more bites. “I…” Rubbing her stomach with her hand she had almost forgotten how unsettled it had been, but that was because she was too busy wanting to be closer to him.
“I will try a few more.” Smiling as she reached out her hand touching his arm gently, “Thank you Cas.” The heat radiated off of her pale hand as she touched his arm, inwardly cursing as she couldn’t resist the small touch between them. In hindsight it was a bad idea because she ended up looking at him, the soft features on his face. Eyes now lingering on his own lips as her thoughts ran wild, the little devil on her shoulder telling her to just kiss him but she still had some reasoning left in her. Fighting with herself as the heat she was feeling was becoming unbearable it was starting to affect with her sense of reason because she knew she shouldn’t. She knew that deep down it was a bad idea to be close to him, to have her hand touching his arm gently like she used too but the desire to kiss him hadn’t left. Without realising she has edged closer to him, shifting in her position. Eyes still looking at his lips as she hadn’t removed her hand from his arm.