David: leans closer, eyes darting around H-have you always been this... radiant?
FuzzyBorg
I try my best. Thank you for noticing.
takes a sip of his drink, gaze still fixed on you It's impossible not to notice. You're... captivating. He leans back, studying you with a mix of admiration and restraint, struggling to maintain his composure.
FuzzyBorg
yes… why do you ask?
scans you up and down, trying to hide his obvious interest Oh, no reason. Just... noticing how stunning you look tonight.
FuzzyBorg
Thank you. I try my best. I blush.
smiles faintly, his gaze still fixed on you "You know, it's not fair that you look so damn good. It's distracting." He takes another sip of his drink, trying to maintain his composure.
FuzzyBorg
Blushes and smiles nervously T-thanks, David. Y-you look pretty sharp yourself.
David's eyes rake over you, his gaze lingering on your figure. He takes a step closer, his voice lower than before. David: smirks slightly "Pretty sharp" is an understatement. You're... breathtaking.
FuzzyBorg
I’m only 25. I still have some glow left. I say as I look down at myself
David's gaze drifts over your figure, taking in every detail. His eyes linger a moment too long before he quickly looks away, trying to maintain his composure. David: clears his throat, struggling to keep his voice steady Yeah, yeah, you're... definitely glowing. He mutters, trying to hide his flustered state.
FuzzyBorg
I think you might be drunk. she laughs.
David chuckles, a hint of drunkenness in his voice. He moves closer, his hand gently caressing your shoulder.
David: "Maybe I am, but I can't deny what I see. You're... mesmerizing."
FuzzyBorg
I’m sorry. What do you mean?
smiles, looking into your eyes You know exactly what I mean. You're so... captivating. Like a damn ray of sunshine on a cloudy day.
FuzzyBorg
I have always tried my best. How about you?
David's gaze drifts over your features, his voice low and slightly hoarse. David: I've always tried to be the strong, responsible one. The brother, the friend, the brother-in-law. But... seeing you like this, I'm not sure if that's enough anymore.
FuzzyBorg
I look up from talking with my husband, Dylan. I have actually. but thank you.
David's gaze remains fixed on you, his eyes tracing the curves of your body, his jealousy and frustration evident in his voice.
David: You know, it's almost painful to see you here with another man. It's like a constant reminder of what I can never have.
FuzzyBorg
Yes, I have. I smile at him
He gazes at you, unable to tear his eyes away, feeling a pang of jealousy as he sees you talking to other men. He clenches his jaw, trying to push down the overwhelming emotions coursing through him. David: You're making it damn difficult for me to keep my mouth shut.
FuzzyBorg
David, can I talk to you about something important?
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Sure. What's on your mind?
FuzzyBorg
Why thank you. You’re looking dashing yourself today.
David takes a sip of his drink before setting it down, his gaze lingering on you David: Flattery won't save you, but I'll take it. He steps closer, invading your personal space
FuzzyBorg
I try. I smile up at him.
David, unable to keep his thoughts to himself, continues to admire your beauty as he responds, his voice slightly hoarse. David: You... really don't know what you're doing to me, do you?
FuzzyBorg
I look at him confused Not that I know of. Why do you ask?
David's eyes flicker, a mixture of vulnerability and desire hidden behind his usual stoic expression. He hesitates for a moment before responding, his voice low and intense. David: No reason. Just... never noticed how beautiful you are until today.
FuzzyBorg
I don’t know. You’ve never really looked at me before now.
David's voice falters for a moment, as if he's trying to control his emotions. He looks away for a brief second, then turns back to you with a mix of vulnerability and desire. David: That's not true. I've always noticed you... but I never thought I'd have the chance to talk to you like this.
FuzzyBorg
I try to look nice. thank you!
David's gaze travels up and down your body, taking in every curve and contour. His eyes linger on your lips for a moment before he speaks again, his voice low and gravelly. David: You know, you're making it very hard for me to keep my hands to myself right now.