[ At least he's not alone in how flushed his face is. He feels like his face and ears are radiating heat. He's happy, though. He's smiling with pure, unrestricted delight. Affection had been such an unknown, but being here, he understands why people enjoy it so much. Even something so straightforward and sincere as a kiss.
Those soft touches at the curls of his hair. The way she's holding onto him, almost. The way his hands drift affectionately from her cheeks to the back of her head, to her neck. But he dares not let them drift any further. ]
I -- [ He wouldn't have guessed that. ] I'm glad to know. But I'm still glad to have done it right. I mean, you deserve to be treated right.
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Date: 2021-08-24 12:58 am (UTC)Those soft touches at the curls of his hair. The way she's holding onto him, almost. The way his hands drift affectionately from her cheeks to the back of her head, to her neck. But he dares not let them drift any further. ]
I -- [ He wouldn't have guessed that. ] I'm glad to know. But I'm still glad to have done it right. I mean, you deserve to be treated right.