Undeadwolf

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

He nodded and fell backwards onto the pillow. His face finally regained its normal colour, and he gave off a shaky sigh. "Embarrassing."

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

His face hadn't faded to its normal colour quite yet. He kept his head down for a moment before turning to the sketch book in the floor. He let out a tiny gasp and reached down to grab it. He smiled and closed it. "Look through it. I sketch late at night sometimes."

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

He shot his head up, and his face flushed a bright red. "D-Do-Do th-ey!?" He put on a nerdy grin and realized how stupid he looked. He shot his face back down to his original position and put his hand on his forehead. "_{I am such an idiot.}"

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

"What glasses?" he asked in response, unexpectedly coolly. "I honestly have no clue what you mean."
GODDAMN IF SHE DOESN'T BELIEVE ME... _{I have no clue what I'll do to myself. I hate my glasses. I need them to see fair detail.}

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

He kept his head lowered and eyes focused on his legs. He was sweating slightly and had a very large hint of embarrassment. "W-What were you saying...?" he asked quietly, barely masking his emotions, no matter how hard he tried.

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

"Is that good or bad...?" he muttered. He gasped a little when he realized his glasses were still on. "Fuck!" he whispered. He hurriedly took them off and set them back into the black case.

Ahrinking?

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

Jack yawned. "Good morning, Evelyn." He wanted to call her something sweet, but, to be honest, he didn't have the guts to do so.

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

His hands were tucked under his chin, and he blinked a minute, grasping back onto reality. His eyes reached her as she left the room. He caught himself looking somewhere he didn't expect, and blushed. He covered his eyes quickly, and rubbed down his face. He sat up for a moment before lunging forward and sitting criss-cross.

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

He rolled over to face her back, and the pencil rolled across into the blanket.

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

The red thick-rimmed glasses remained on him, and his mouth hung open a small amount. He was still propped up and a drawing of a dragon was open on the notebook in the floor. The pencil was on his lap, like he had left it.