STOP HE TURNS SO RED and just like, drops his head, absolutely mortified. his hand's still at her cheek, though, but thats fine because he definitely cannot look her in the eye right now. ]
Oh - shit, god, force of habit. [ this is what happens when you're a teen parent. then again jiro and saburo, despite being teenagers who are Too Cool eat up that kind of attention from ichiro so it's unfortunate that it being a habit is just facts. ] Sorry, you are definitely not - my bad.
[ jesus.
she might notice the tiny little pang when she's giggling about the orphanage, underneath all of that embarrassment - something like longing. imagine that. imagine someone caring and kind enough to wipe your face at an orphanage.
he doesn't seem to notice it, though. too busy being mortified. ]
[ . . . goodness. there's a little twist of emotion at that longing - her own concern and care sliding in - but she'll settle for keeping the mood light for now. but Iris Will Remember That. instead she'll place her hand atop his where it's resting at her cheek, and lightly lean her head into the touch like a cat accepting pets]
I didn't mind it. People normally don't have permission to touch me so casually.
[sometimes you are an ojou-sama with a battle maid who will literally cut off someone's hand if they even so much as raise it toward you the wrong way.]
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STOP HE TURNS SO RED and just like, drops his head, absolutely mortified. his hand's still at her cheek, though, but thats fine because he definitely cannot look her in the eye right now. ]
Oh - shit, god, force of habit. [ this is what happens when you're a teen parent. then again jiro and saburo, despite being teenagers who are Too Cool eat up that kind of attention from ichiro so it's unfortunate that it being a habit is just facts. ] Sorry, you are definitely not - my bad.
[ jesus.
she might notice the tiny little pang when she's giggling about the orphanage, underneath all of that embarrassment - something like longing. imagine that. imagine someone caring and kind enough to wipe your face at an orphanage.
he doesn't seem to notice it, though. too busy being mortified. ]
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I didn't mind it. People normally don't have permission to touch me so casually.
[sometimes you are an ojou-sama with a battle maid who will literally cut off someone's hand if they even so much as raise it toward you the wrong way.]