those fingers •wilmon•

I was staring for far too long. I knew he saw me. he had that tiny smile on his face while he sat on my bed, studying for a geometry exam.

ok, so maybe I had a thing for Simon's fingers.

I took a deep breath and try to take my mind off those fingers. think of literally anything else.

I gave up. clearly this isn't going away, I might as well just take care of it? he's been studying for an hour. he'll be fine. what's a little break?