[ Kougyoku can't do this. As much as she'd like to continue, they're in the house, she's scared of screwing up, the room is getting hot, hotter—SHE'S GIVING UP WHILE SHE'S AHEAD.
She pulls away and presses her forehead against his shoulder. ]
[ He's quiet for a couple of seconds, focusing on his breathing and the sudden awareness that she was really, really close. Yata dips his head slightly to nudge against hers and finally sets that hot chocolate on the counter. ]
[ Kougyoku's heart nearly stops. Now red up to her ears, she places a hand over his chest to push him away, albeit with reluctance. A glance up at him, then at the floor. ]
That's...
[ She's scared and she knows she shouldn't, but she can't bring herself to say no.
So obviously someone should cockblock Yata before he gets ahead. ]
[ he'll be on the opposite end of the room, covering the lower half of his face with his hands (if izumo didn't see him blush, he'd totally buy that, right?) ]
[ that's a great description of making out. luckily(?), Izumo never fails to make Yata turn beet red and for a moment he actually thinks his heart might stop, his head snapping away from Kougyoku to glare. ]
Kusanagi-san! WE'RE NOT!!
[ izumo was gone but whatever the people on the moon probably still heard his yelling. ]
[ Once Izumo leaves, Kougyoku approaches Yata, hands over her chest and clasped together, and quietly confides in him. ]
Ah, um, I-I'm not ready for that. [ But is she talking about making out or the thing that needs protection? We don't know. ] My heart starts beating so fast that I get scared... Is that weird?
[ It takes Yata a couple of seconds before he can reply, shaking his head when he's ready. ]
It's not weird... I get the same way. [ It didn't matter which they were referring to. Both, probably. ] We can just, uh... is holding your hand okay? We can just do that...
[ HOMRA is just full of portable heaters. Yata wraps his hands around the mug and keeps his focus steady, holding it back to her once steam begins to drift up from the drink. ]
Yes, but—hey! [ She turns her head away from Yata, then touches the same spot to check if there was something there. ] Tell me if there's something on my face first!
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She pulls away and presses her forehead against his shoulder. ]
Yata, no, someone might see...
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We... we could go to your room.
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That's...
[ She's scared and she knows she shouldn't, but she can't bring herself to say no.
So obviously someone should cockblock Yata before he gets ahead. ]
YOU ASKED FOR THIS
... deadeyes. ]
Ah.
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I- I mean, it's okay if you don't--
[ IZUMO STOP SNEAKING UP ON PEOPLE.
Blush level: maximum. ]
Kusanagi-san!?
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Izumo, get out! [ said as if the kitchen wasn't a public area ]
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what a bunch of hormonal teenagers. ]
Y'all noisy. Just need coffee and the two of you can make out longer if ya want.
[ walks pass them and heads for cabinets ]
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[ he'll be on the opposite end of the room, covering the lower half of his face with his hands (if izumo didn't see him blush, he'd totally buy that, right?) ]
I can take the coffee to you, Kusanagi-san...
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Right.
[ stirring and promptly walking out, but not without hitting the kid on the head for good measure. ]
Get some protection first, if the two of you are takin' it to your room.
[ OLLIES OUT ]
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[ that's a great description of making out. luckily(?), Izumo never fails to make Yata turn beet red and for a moment he actually thinks his heart might stop, his head snapping away from Kougyoku to glare. ]
Kusanagi-san! WE'RE NOT!!
[ izumo was gone but whatever the people on the moon probably still heard his yelling. ]
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Ah, um, I-I'm not ready for that. [ But is she talking about making out or the thing that needs protection? We don't know. ] My heart starts beating so fast that I get scared... Is that weird?
[ she was the one who returned the kiss though ]
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It's not weird... I get the same way. [ It didn't matter which they were referring to. Both, probably. ] We can just, uh... is holding your hand okay? We can just do that...
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When you first held my hand, you didn't even ask.
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It's gonna be cold by now! Here, gimme the cup. [ holds his hands out ]
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Don't burn your tongue, bunnygirl.
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I'm not a bunny! [ Kougyoku can tell he's teasing. He can hear it in her tone. ] Thank you.
[ She takes the mug back and sips her drink carefully. It was hot, but just the right temperature that wouldn't burn her tongue. ]
It's good! [ But now she has a chocolate milk mustache. ] Having a power like yours is so convenient...
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Yours is too. If we'd been stuck in a desert, that'd be way more useful!
[ Ah, he reaches over and suddenly starts touching her face/mouth-- he's a graceful gazelle wiping that milk mustache off. ]
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