- “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”
“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice,” Jem said with tight lips and his eyebrows slightly raised. Will’s heart twisted in his chest because he was careful. He had to be. He didn’t even take time to stare when Jem was awake. He started assembling response in his head but Jem kept speaking before he could get any of them out.
“You watch me like you think I will drop dead at any moment, I won’t take that kind of pity from you too,” Jem said and he sounded tired.
Will laughed and it was the wrong thing to do. Jem’s expression got more severe and he looked away. Will did stare for a moment. Just a moment, while his attention was elsewhere, he looked at the line of his jaw and the way his hair curled just a little bit behind his ears though it was pin straight everywhere else. Silver and star dust and as close to perfect as a human being could be.
“I’m sorry, James, I’m sorry,” he said leaning forward and still laughing, “It’s just that isn’t what I was thinking. It is entirely not what I was thinking. I wasn’t laughing at you. Never. Well, that time when you fell down that hill and came up with a frog in your hat, that time I was laughing at you.”
“What were you thinking?” Jem asked refusing to take the bait and be distracted. Will frowned at himself. Why had he said anything?
“I was thinking about your hair,” he said flippantly tossing himself back into his chair and throwing a knee over the arm like he hadn’t a care in the world. Jem was silent. Will ignored him. It was the truth after all. That he had been thinking about it in terms of running his fingers through it and not as a question of fashion did not need to be mentioned.
“We all know I’m prettier than you, you needn’t stare to prove it,” Jem said and the joke caught Will so off guard he was left laughing so hard he didn’t even notice when Jem got up and left the room.
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