Firefly Glen sun in your eyes

Her laugh was unexpected, but not unwelcome.
 
Atlas’ eyes danced along her features, taking in the details he hadn’t noticed before. She truly was just as bright as the sun, he felt. All the autumn chill that surrounded them did not phase the dark figure. He had found a small slice of happiness in the companionship of another, and that was enough for the time. While the emotions that bubbled up from his stomach were confusing to him, he imagined that he would find time to unravel them later.
 
“Say, what was it that made you want to become a coach? Like… what is your dream?”
 
The shadow asked her rather suddenly and then appeared as though he was surprised that he had allowed the words to leave his lips. His cheeks flushed red and he turned his sights to the ground, anxious and worried that she would find the query too personal. “Sorry, you don’t have to answer that. I… just wanna know more about things you like.” Even that felt like a foolish thing to admit.