Almost - iswimprettygirl
(An alternate version, non-canon of this, starting from here.)
[She shook worse listening to him.]
You stick around someone like me, you're just gonna get killed.
Hell, someone like me...
[She looked up at him, managing a smirk that... almost looked more like a smile.
She held his lapel as tight as ever... before bringing her other, gloved hand to his cheek, resting the tips of her fingers against his skin.]
I might be the one to kill you.
I don't want that.
[She looked at him for a moment before raising her head and leaning in slowly, almost cautiously. She pressed her lips against Milo's, shifting closer to him.
Her shoulders might have quivered even more, but she kept hold of him, almost as if she didn't dare let go.]
[She shook worse listening to him.]
You stick around someone like me, you're just gonna get killed.
Hell, someone like me...
[She looked up at him, managing a smirk that... almost looked more like a smile.
She held his lapel as tight as ever... before bringing her other, gloved hand to his cheek, resting the tips of her fingers against his skin.]
I might be the one to kill you.
I don't want that.
[She looked at him for a moment before raising her head and leaning in slowly, almost cautiously. She pressed her lips against Milo's, shifting closer to him.
Her shoulders might have quivered even more, but she kept hold of him, almost as if she didn't dare let go.]