[That finger right under his chin feels like an invitation and he falls for it, leaning slightly closer as his heart beats loudly in his chest.
But nothing happens. Aether's face burns bright red in shame as he leans back as well and tries to focus on stories and the cake. It takes his face a moment to return to a fairly normal colour.
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But nothing happens. Aether's face burns bright red in shame as he leans back as well and tries to focus on stories and the cake. It takes his face a moment to return to a fairly normal colour.
And then there's that question.]
Sure... let's go.
[He'll make sure to get his kiss on that date!]