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[stillarhino]

Y'all still usin' voicemail? That's wack, yo. Just send me a message or somethin'.

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[stillarhino]

[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.

[mwehehe]

[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...

[stillarhino]

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.