HoodedHuntress
Songster
Xyla began blushing as he looked upon her, which she quickly hid by looking down, but it was quite apparent what was happening. She had never felt this way before. Plenty of people were strong, but he was likable, strong, and had just saved her life. She dared, inching her head upwards to hold his sight again, to look at him once again. No, no, no, no, no. No!(Oh, great. I have a thing to write, but I dunno how to describe. Oh, well. Here I go.)
Someone would have to take care of her, and he had a sneaking suspension that the healer wasn't going to come down here to get her a cup of water in the middle of the night.
Then she said it, and his cheeks lit up.
Stong? Him? He blushed even harder. She was doing the staring thing again. Look away. Go. Run, before the boyfriend finds you and.... Then he found himself staring, too. Listening to her breathe. Say something. Anything. Break the spell. "Iumg-" then she did the same. Awkward silence. "Well, uh-" they both spoke at once. Another silence, each waiting for the other to speak.
At last he pulled away, rubbing the back of his neck. Then immediately hid his arms behind his back nervously. "I, um. Better get the medic." He said, them pointed to the door. Quit moving your arms, idiot. Be still. He noted the goosebumps on her arms, but it was more of a subconscious thing. He stumbled out the door, a little faster than he had intended.
Stupid, stupid, stupid! He thought, then took to the sky toward the Panther central.
He was heading up to find the medic. The medic. Her parents were medics and she couldn't bear seeing one of them again. After how they had hurt her, ruined her childhood by shouting at her for being too "weak". Tears starting forming in her eyes at the thought.
With that, she called out "Neo, come back!" She didn't want anyone to stay with her, except him. He had truly cared.