“What?” She was doing it again. Just staring and Ruby didn’t understand what was so interesting.
“Your eyes,” Belle smiled, looking into them like they were something she’d never seen before. “They’re like a…” She paused to laugh at herself, “Like a book. Or a story.”
Raising an eyebrow and laughing slightly, Ruby tilted her head to the side. “I’m not sure I follow.”
“They’re just…” Belle’s thumb moved in a slow, easy curve along Ruby’s cheek, comforting and relaxing. “There’s just this depth to them. They talk of joys and pains. Dreams and fears. A haunting past that won’t go away. A promising future being treasured and guarded and nurtured."
The way Belle was looking at her… gazing at her… It was as if Ruby was the most enchanting thing ever to be seen. Like she was something that was amazing. Like she was special.
"They show scars that haven’t fully healed, yet they also show the strength it takes to keep going despite that.” Belle kept going, her face still holding that wonder and appreciation, “They show fears that are powerful and crippling, and the immeasurable courage it takes to move past those. They show unwavering loyalty. They show me this… this beautiful soul and sometimes I just can’t believe you’re real.”
Ruby felt her face growing warm and flushed. Biting her lip, she looked to the side, torn between feeling giddy at Belle’s words and feeling like they weren't true at all. “Real?”
“That you’re real and you’re here.” Belle continued, carefully guiding Ruby’s face until their eyes were meeting again. “And I’m grateful for that.” The kiss that followed made Ruby’s stomach flip and her skin heat up and world spin and slow down at the same time and all of it just felt so… right.
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