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[Eventually Futaba glances back at him, the look on his face catching her eye easily. For as he was thinking she was cute, she's thinking the same of him. This wasn't something she was used to, but Beat probably isn't either.]

Y-yeah, of course not... you're too nice for that, like I said. You seemed kinda gruff and... I dunno, intimidating? When I first met you, but now you're like... one of those giant fluffy dogs.

[Not a teddy bear, that's weird, but a happy, friendly, fluffy dog? Yeah, that works.]

You always look out for me, so I wanna do the same for you too, Bones. I can't fight but... I still wanna do my best for you.

[There's a moment of quiet from her before she grabs her head and kicks her feet some.]

Ughhh this is so... so...! [She's embarassed. :)]

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[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.]

Hey, Shorty?

[Hearing the confirmation that he wanted to watch out for her too... that felt nice. It was different than when someone like Ren or Ann or Yusuke said it. They were important, yes, but this was... different. The butterflies that she felt even before when the slugs caught them were coming back, but this time it wasn't because of any external source, just the two of them.

Despite his trying not to crowd her, Futaba is very aware of how close he is now, though she doesn't move away. She notices he's not terribly close, just close enough. So far, she hasn't moved to look at him again, not until she feels the heat in her cheeks (and the butterflies in her stomach) subside some, but now with Beat so close... that's going to be hard.

It takes her a moment to try to compose herself, though the signs of a faint blush are still there when Futaba finally turns slightly to him to face him.]

Y-yeah? Wh-what is it, Bones?

[Now with Futaba looking right at him, Beat's eyes dart from hers to her mouth, lingering for a moment before holding her gaze again. Screw it.

The intrusive thoughts won and he would deal with the consequences later, whatever they may be. Without so much of a second thought, he leans in, closing the gap between them and pressing his lips against Futaba for a kiss.

For a moment he's brought back to the first time they'd kissed, months ago at this point, and he couldn't help but wonder if it had felt as good as this did now. Her lips were softer than he remembered and it only made him want her even more. Moving closer, his hands cup either side of her face, his thumb lightly caressing her cheek, as he deepens the kiss, not wanting this moment to end.

But eventually, he does break away, momentarily out of breath as he pulls back. His hands stay in place on her face and Beat looks Futaba right in the eye, unable to form a single coherent thought, let alone form a single word.

However, that kiss confirmed something for Beat. He wanted to do that again with Futaba.

And again. And again. And again.]

[There's a moment of confusion when he doesn't follow up with words after he speaks to her, but when he leans in toward her, Futaba doesn't flinch or move away. She has a feeling she knows what he's doing, and when his lips press against her own, the guess was right.

A shiver runs up her spine as she returns Beat's kiss, and while he pulls her in to deepen it, being mindful of his wounds, she leans against him some, caught up in the moment, hands on either side of him to keep balance but to make sure this doesn't hurt him. Would he even feel it right now? Maybe not, but she didn't want him feeling it later, either!

One Beat breaks away, Futaba's own eyes meet his, and while she's in the same state... a smile forms, shy but accepting of it all. That likely said more than any words she could actually speak to him in this moment.]

[The smile that creeps onto her face was enough to allow Beat to let out a deep breath, one that he didn't even realize he was holding in. A small smile of his own begins to form on his face as he sheepishly bites at his bottom lip.]

Sorry, I didn't ask this time.

[Not that she had seemed to mind.

But he leans in again, nose lightly bumping hers before he takes her lips in his once more. The kiss is gentler than the first, slow and soft, careful not to overwhelm her. Beat could practically feel his heart beating loudly against his chest, but he didn't let that distract him from this moment.

When he breaks away, he leans his forehead against Futaba's.]

An' for that one too...

No, i-it's... i-it's fine!

[It wasn't unwelcome! It was fine, she liked it. She likes him. She trusts Beat, and if she had said she'd had enough after, she knows that he would respect it. But she hasn't said that yet, she doesn't want to stop just yet, but she won't press it, either.

In fact, she didn't have to, since Beat leaned in again, and Futaba didn't put up a fuss about it now, either. In fact, once he leans in, she does the same to meet him. The sound of his heartbeat is just as loud as her own, quick and excited. When Beat leans back and apologizes for the second, she grins and leans in to give a quick but soft kiss to him in response.]

There. we're even now.

[While the first kiss had been on pure impulse, the second had also been to tease her. So when she kisses him again, he's taken by surprise. Not that he disliked it. Not at all.]

Whatchu mean we even? Pretty sure I kissed ya twice.

[Beat chuckles lightly. Despite the surprise, the mere fact that Futaba initated it, together with the look she gave him after he kissed her, was telling.

He was worried that she wasn't ready for something like that. Neither of them really talked about it much since Valentine's. He found himself dancing around the topic, making eyes at her when he thought she wasn't looking. But what had just happened gave him the courage he needed to say what he wanted to next.]

Look, Shorty... You're here sayin' I'm a good guy when I ain't been fair with ya. [A beat.] I said I was gonna figure things out and I took a helluva long time tryin' to do that.

But I really wanna hang out with you more, just doing stuff with you. I wanna know more about you, and your mom, and your friends. I wanna be with you!

[He's rambling. He knows he's rambling but he can't get himself to stop, saying anything and everything that comes to mind. One of his hands move to scratch the back of his head and he grumbles.]

What I'm tryin' to say is... [Augh. Why is this so hard?] I mean, pretty sure I...

[Slowly, he brings his hands together, looking down at them as he takes the fabric of his pants once more, keeping them busy as he tries to power through his thoughts. Then he looks back up, past his blond bangs, at Futaba. His lips curl in a nervous but hopeful smirk, lopsided as always.]

I really want ya to be my girlfriend.

[WELL.... if he wanted more...

But before she can commit to giving him a second kiss, he starts talking. It wouldn't do to distract him, and she knows the importance of listening. This seems important to him, so she wants to listen to him, help him.

She frowns when he says he hadn't been fair with her— even if he said that, she knows he's fine (in more ways than one) and that he wasn't just stringing her along purposefully. There's much she wants to say as he continues, but.. it's better to listen now. She can wait it out. When he exclaims that he wants to with her, she startles. Her? Really?]

[As he calms his nerves and continues, though, her shock turns into a small smile, slowly growing. It drops more in surprise when he says his final words, but comes back again before Futaba leans in to put her forehead on his shoulder. Shy, yes, but she can't look at him just yet.]

I'm kinda difficult to deal with sometimes, but... I'll try my best not to be too difficult, if you still wanna... you know.

[Aaah. She can't even say it.]

But y-yeah... I really like you too, Bones. So of course I'm not going to say no, and... you're still a good guy, don't say you aren't. But I guess... that means you're my good guy, huh?

[Futaba's hair brushing against his bare skin tickles him, making him self-conscious about his state of undress. But this time it's his turn to listen to Futaba, in bated breath for her response.

It's cute that she can't even say it. He's been thinking that a lot, hasn't he? But his smile widens when she admits her feelings for him once more. Leaning to his side, his head rests against hers.]

Wouldn't have asked if I thought you was gonna be trouble, yo. 'Sides, you're worth the trouble.

[Sometimes even the bad intrusive thoughts win out and he can't helo but be self-deprecating at times. But he can at least try for her. Maybe not now, but eventually.

As much as he wants to see her face, he wasn't going it force it. For now, the both of them can just enjoy this.]

Your guy, huh? I like the sound a' that.

[She hardly notices the fact that he's been, y'know, shirtless, mostly. He's all bandaged up so it's not entirely registering... but it will once this passes, most likely.

The sensation of him leaning against her too is... nice. It's not invasive, not too much, just... nice. She could stay like this for a while, if given the chance. His words, however, really made her happy: she was worth it. She knew how difficult she could be, and how she was slowly readjusting to life around people made that a little harder, but... that didn't matter. She mattered to Beat, she was worth it to him, and that's what mattered most to her.]

I'll try not to be too insufferable. I listen pretty well, so just... tell me if I need to not be.

[Hearing him repeat her words back... aah. The butterflies came back in full force. He doesn't get a verbal reply, just a nod. It's enthusiastic, at least! It takes a bit, but Futaba finally speaks up.]

I-I guess... y-yeah... b-but you'll be, uh... m-my first, so...

Yo, you ain't imsufferble, aight? If I can't beat myself up, you can't do none a' that either, aight?

[Even if he doesn't see it, he could feel her head nodding, rubbing against his own and his shoulder. Beat gets that she's shy about the whole thing, but he nevertheless finds it endearing. Especially after seeing how she can be when she was excited or feeling mischievous. It was a stark contrast, but it was still a part of who Futaba was. And he had meant it when he said he wanted to know her more.]

Had a feeling I was gonna be. 'Cause I was your first kiss an' all.

[Before long, his hand makes its way onto the top of her head, fingers threading through her hair as he lightly pets her head, similar to what she had done earlier.]

But you's checkin' a lotta firsts for me too. [A light shake of his head.] Ain't had more than a coupla crushes before. So you an' me's the same there.

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