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[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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