[ He says it, just as she squeaks when she's being lifted off the ground. But she's holding onto his shoulders and that little bit of extra is nice, and she doesn't seem upset. So maybe the idea was a good one. He placed his hands gingerly on either of her cheeks. His own actions are gentle.
His face flushes in a blush, cheeks and ears warm all the way to his ears.
And he leans into that kiss. Not a peck on his cheek or on the corner of his lips. And he doesn't feel near as flustered as he had thought he would when it actually happens. Not as flustered as he was in every moment leading up to it.
He feels happy. He feels light and easy and he likes the feel of her hands in his hair. He feels butterflies doing flips and it's a lot, but he's happy to have her so close to him.
He doesn't linger too long, and after what feels like so both a lot of time and not enough, he pulls away, staying in close.
And for the first time he can think of - he has nothing to say. ]
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[ He says it, just as she squeaks when she's being lifted off the ground. But she's holding onto his shoulders and that little bit of extra is nice, and she doesn't seem upset. So maybe the idea was a good one. He placed his hands gingerly on either of her cheeks. His own actions are gentle.
His face flushes in a blush, cheeks and ears warm all the way to his ears.
And he leans into that kiss. Not a peck on his cheek or on the corner of his lips. And he doesn't feel near as flustered as he had thought he would when it actually happens. Not as flustered as he was in every moment leading up to it.
He feels happy. He feels light and easy and he likes the feel of her hands in his hair. He feels butterflies doing flips and it's a lot, but he's happy to have her so close to him.
He doesn't linger too long, and after what feels like so both a lot of time and not enough, he pulls away, staying in close.
And for the first time he can think of - he has nothing to say. ]