RIN
There is always something so fascinating about people at the peak of an emotion.
The way their chests rise and fall, breath heaving, eyes dilated, and lips pulled back, tongue slightly peeking out … the intensity of the moment making one forget about every other thing about themselves, all awareness on the emotion they feel in the moment.
I think it's beautiful.
No, I thought it was beautiful. Now, I feel scared about it. About that focus on whatever emotion Rex is feeling, because it's making him like me less the longer the seconds tick.
It's clear he isn't fond of me right now, and I would start feeling guilty about it. Apologize even. Say something to not further this, make Rex look at me like this for longer, but I can't.
Perhaps the need to be liked so much overwhelms me, putting me in a freeze mode, because for once, Rex doesn't look like he is joking.
