[It definitely wasn't something he was used to. Having this much attention on him wasn't something he could've ever dreamed of. Yet somehow, that was exactly what was happening, and from a cute girl nonetheless.
He watches her, seeing her flail about in frustration. Beat laughs at that, leaning his cheek against the palm of his hand, his arm resting against the couch.]
I think I getcha. [His voice lowers, the blush from earlier deepening, his face growing hotter.] 'Cause I wanna do that for ya too.
[Despite his embarrassment, he keeps his eyes trained on her, shifting in his seat to move closer to Futaba. There is still enough space between the two of them, remaining conscious about not crowding her.
But all he could think about was how much he wanted to kiss her.]
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He watches her, seeing her flail about in frustration. Beat laughs at that, leaning his cheek against the palm of his hand, his arm resting against the couch.]
I think I getcha. [His voice lowers, the blush from earlier deepening, his face growing hotter.] 'Cause I wanna do that for ya too.
[Despite his embarrassment, he keeps his eyes trained on her, shifting in his seat to move closer to Futaba. There is still enough space between the two of them, remaining conscious about not crowding her.
But all he could think about was how much he wanted to kiss her.]
Hey, Shorty?