[It felt close, so dangerously close to something it shouldn't, couldn't be. Not right now, not while they were in this place. It felt so close, and yet-
And yet he couldn't quite stop himself from reaching out, from allowing the backs of gloved fingers to ghost across the chilled expanse of her cheek, slipping over it quickly before retreating. It's difficult to see in the dim glow, but there's a definite smile forming across his features, soft and gentle and rare.]
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And yet he couldn't quite stop himself from reaching out, from allowing the backs of gloved fingers to ghost across the chilled expanse of her cheek, slipping over it quickly before retreating. It's difficult to see in the dim glow, but there's a definite smile forming across his features, soft and gentle and rare.]
I think I can handle that.