[ the question gets him a look from her, because how audacious is he to ask her that? but lumine doesn't even get to respond, whatever words she has in store for him dying on her tongue. she tries to squirm out of his grasp, feeling like she's being swept away so she wouldn't have a say in it.
when he finally pulls away, her cheeks are pink once more, breathless and annoyed. the smile he wears doesn't help either, and there's that temptation to try and hit him in the face for looking so self-satisfied. ]
You ...
[ lumine watches as he walks back to his chair, disbelief written all over her face. her hand moves on its own, grabbing a handful of cherry tomatoes and tossing it at the back of his head before she storms out of the kitchen. ]
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when he finally pulls away, her cheeks are pink once more, breathless and annoyed. the smile he wears doesn't help either, and there's that temptation to try and hit him in the face for looking so self-satisfied. ]
You ...
[ lumine watches as he walks back to his chair, disbelief written all over her face. her hand moves on its own, grabbing a handful of cherry tomatoes and tossing it at the back of his head before she storms out of the kitchen. ]