And was never that good to begin with. I have the vocabulary, but my accent's atrocious -- or so I've been told. I don't think it's all that bad, myself, but I'm hardly an expert. I've been told that, too. Humming under her touch, I allow my senses to focus inwards, enjoying the relative quiet of the room instead of the early morning bustle of outside. I focus on the steadiness of her heartbeat, the novelty of actually hearing it not having yet worn off, and a smile tugs at my mouth...
Only to freeze when I realize something's off, like her heart has a double echo, each beat accompanied by a sloppy reflection. The sound is wet and racing, faint but unmistakably there.
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And was never that good to begin with. I have the vocabulary, but my accent's atrocious -- or so I've been told. I don't think it's all that bad, myself, but I'm hardly an expert. I've been told that, too. Humming under her touch, I allow my senses to focus inwards, enjoying the relative quiet of the room instead of the early morning bustle of outside. I focus on the steadiness of her heartbeat, the novelty of actually hearing it not having yet worn off, and a smile tugs at my mouth...
Only to freeze when I realize something's off, like her heart has a double echo, each beat accompanied by a sloppy reflection. The sound is wet and racing, faint but unmistakably there.
"...Ellen?"