He tells her "ooh love".
”Um.”
The soft sound makes her tilt her head and she’s frowning slightly too. What um? It sounded distracted and absent, not really like something he meant to say. Kylin cannot read his mind like he can read hers, she doesn’t know what is going on in his head, but it’s clear that something ís. The conflict he’s facing shows in his features, the way he looked like something really troubled him or took a lot of effort. Kharon was thinking real hard. And she was desperate to know whát exactly was going on in his mind. Perhaps that would make her help understand.
Even if she didn’t want to understand. All she wanted was him.
A second “um”, softer and still struggling, but that she can forgive him, as he’s slowly itching closer. Kylin’s breath stocks in her throat and eyes widen slightly as she breathlessly watches him. Please, please let him kiss me. She cannot stop the thought from crossing her mind.
And he does.
Kylin releases a breath she didn’t realise she had been holding and her eyes flutter close upon impact. The flutters in her stomach are back and her heart happily skips a beat. Finally he’s kissing her again. ’Like it’ is on her mind, and ’oh please I want more.’ More she gets. The distance between them is almost non-existent, and yet Kylin presses desperately closer against her brother’s.
Her lips never leave his for long. One kiss, two kiss, three kiss, and so on. By the time she pulls away – only because she absolutely has to – she’s breathless. She doesn’t break the contact between them, the velvet of her nose trailing his skin. The corner of his mouth, where she presses a sweet kiss, then up to his cheek and she can even reach the curve of his jaw and neck from their position. Happy tears wet her eyes, finally he had come back to her. ’Please don’t have him stop,’ her thoughts way too clouded to realise that he could hear everything she thought.
She doesn’t want him to ever stop. But there it was, the little ”I can’t” in his thoughts. It makes her flinch and eventually pull back. Happiness hope and relief crushed in one go, but no, she wouldn’t allow it to happen. Stubbornly Kylin shakes her head, leaning in to press another kiss on his lips, this time taking the initiative and not giving Kharon a chance to avoid her. ’You can. We can. We belong together, I want us to be together’ she reaches out in her mind to his, opening her whole to him.
It would break her if he would now turn from her.