beautiful | daniel howell

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day fourteen: sunday.
reason fourteen: your lips.

"dipshit." she spoke meekly. she didn't even bother turning around to see if dan had heard her. pippa was her kitten and dan had no right hogging her cat. this meant war.

elodie strolled into the kitchen, past where dan was rolling around on the floor with pippa inbetween his arms. his voice was high pitched as he made inhuman sounds 'talking' to her. she bounced on her tip-toes pulling out a packet of kitten treats.

retreating to where she was standing before, she crouched down and offered a treat in her hand, making quiet sounds to attract her. which worked. pippa stopped walking along dan's chest, slowly creeping towards elodie. she let her sniff the treat for a second but pippa quickly ate it, burying her head in elodie's hands.

mission success.

"that's not fair." dan said rolling onto his stomach so he could admire elodie playing with pippa.

"fair and square." she shrugged stroking down pippa's back. she quickly flickered her eyes looking up to dan's. a smile slowly playing on her lips before she looked away shyly.

"elodie?"

"yeah?" she asked not daring to look up.

"come here for a second." dan used his index finger to beckon her over as he crossed his ankles, still led on the floor.

elodie gradually crawled over to sit herself infront of dan. she cocked an eyebrow in a way to ask him what he wanted. "what?" she questioned. however dan didn't answer. he laughed it off and got up from the floor.

elodie frowned furrowing her eyebrows. she copied his actions clambering to her feet. she wrapped her small delicate fingers around his wrist pulling and swinging him around so he could face her.

"what?" she repeated quietly. dan walked closer to elodie so he could push a lose golden strand of hair behind her ear. his hand lingered on her cheek. he stared intently into her eyes as she shyly messed with her fingers.

they were so close. nothing more than a few centimetres apart. she could feel dan's warm breathe coming out in short pants. his eyes flickered from elodie's eyes to her lips and back again. dan rested his index finger and thumb on her chin, pulling her closer. within seconds, he brought his lips to hers, eyes fluttering shut. their soft lips danced with each other. it was short but sweet and magical. butterflies did flips in elodie's stomach whilst her mind was running marathons.

"reason fourteen. your lips." he whispered through a grinning mouth after pulling away.
all-the-while pippa watched with her head tilted sideways. "you are so beautiful, elodie."