a breathless chuckle leaves emma’s lips at caroline’s confirmation, && a breath she didn’t even know she was holding in is let out in a low SIGH. ❝ oh, thank god. ❞ she replies, her smile pulling up at her cheeks, eyes crinkling and dimples showing in still ROSY cheeks. a hand rests itself on caroline’s arm ( somewhat awkwardly) for support, && emma SLOWLY leans in, biting her lip as she does.
the sight of emma’s smile overwhelms her every time &. she’s sure it will always be as breathtaking as it was the first time she laid eyes on the dimples , the wide curve of lips , the perfect white teeth . anticipation making her shudder , before she runs out of patience , slender limbs looping around her neck , rosy lips crashing into plump ones . caroline forgets to breath .