[ When you like someone, you find yourself a little nervous. Stefan, in all of his impatience, finds that his palms are sweaty and his skin feels too cold against hers. For all the precautions he's taken, he can't quite hide that he's still immortal. That he defies time again and again.
But in this moment, he is a guy who likes a girl, and he laughs good-naturedly. This stumbling and nervous rush - it's to be expected. It means they like each other. No apology necessary, in his book. ] It's okay.
[ He pauses, furrowing his brow as he watches her catch her breath, ] Should - should we slow down? I can take it down a notch.
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But in this moment, he is a guy who likes a girl, and he laughs good-naturedly. This stumbling and nervous rush - it's to be expected. It means they like each other. No apology necessary, in his book. ] It's okay.
[ He pauses, furrowing his brow as he watches her catch her breath, ] Should - should we slow down? I can take it down a notch.