rose petaled lips part and she dares to speak — an odd feeling of comfort washing over, but that’s not enough to ‘ fool ‘ her. it would take much more than soft words to allow anyone to see. ‘ it doesn’t work that way. ‘ her voice trails, head dipping ever so. trust was not an easy thing to gain from her. ‘ you should know that by now. ‘
HE SHOVES HIS HANDS INhis pockets , not surprised by her reaction . He’d probably do the same thing in her position , so he doesn’t press on . Instead , he takes a couple of steps back , giving her a space that he feels she needs . “ It was WORTH a shot , ” he whispers , letting the silence sinks in . But he hates the quiet ; that’s why he’s always so loud , that’s why he sometimes talks to himself
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— just to remind himself that he’s in the present . “ Can I get you anything ? A cup of tea or something maybe ?”
“ SO YOU’RE SAYING YOU’RE NOTenjoying the view ?” Out of all the moments the pink ranger can barge in , she has to pick the time when he is in a state of undress . Mask the embarrassment with faux - confidence , Zack . Good plan . “HEY ! It’s your fault for not knocking . But then again I’ve always known you have a crush on me , Kimmie . ––––––––– Do you mind ?”
“did you really think that your mastodon could beat my sabre-tooth tiger? HA! you thought!” trini gently nudged his arm as they left the pit, teasing the much taller ranger. yellow may be tiny, but she sure as hell knows how to put up a fight and will never go down without one. “don’t worry! maybe next time i’ll let you try and pin me. til then, — who’s the best ranger?”
HE EXAGGERATES HIS LOSS OFbalance after she nudged him , acting like he almost fell as they are walking . Their sparring sessions always end with these boasts , but he stays firm that he will be able to even the score in the next one . In the meantime , he should let her have this . “ Maybe for now . It’s still up for debate . Besides , I was taking it easy . You know , we just saved the whole town , I deserve to slack off a bit . ”
HIS JAWS CLENCH . HIS GAZE , however , stays glued to her . Unyielding but soft . He toys with the rings on his fingers as a way to keep himself occupied as he ponders and chooses his words meticulously . Dropping his devil-may-care facade , he says softly –– barely above a whisper , “ If I do believe you , will you trust me enough to tell me what’s going on ?”
Note to self : do not let anyone see this –––– the first thing that crosses his mind as he finds comfort in the soft ruffles to his hair . The way her fingers deftly play with his hair brings forth a sense of warmth and calmness . “ Don’t mess my hair too much , Oliver . As hard it is to believe , I didn’t wake up like this . ” Cue a soft chuckle .
It’s the time of the year highly unfavoured by the black ranger . The idea of the science fair is cringe - inducing to him . You make a project then display it , and people come by , look , and ask questions . What’s good about that ? Plus , he was hoping that he’d be paired with Billy ––– knowing his brainiac friend would most likely going to blowup something ( that’d be fun ) ––– but the green ranger isn’t such a bad choice . “ Let’s just make something easy like a … uh … volcano . Easy score , hard to mess up . ”
