[The sudden ring of the word "date" in his head has him stuttering as well, and suddenly he's glad he decided to do this in his room and away from others. His cheeks darken even alone, but then he reminds himself: it kind of is a date, isn't it? At least, that was his intention.
Even if she'd requested they go as friends he would've been elated just to go with her in general. But he'd hoped, deep down, that it would be considered one. He just wants to make Fuuka as happy as she makes him.
The silence drags, a nervous energy forming that dissipates immediately as she breaks it. He can't help but project his quiet chuckle at her reaction, a slight apologetic and guilty tinge to it for having put her on the spot like that.]
Said what? I didn't hear anything. [She may not be able to see his smile, but it can definitely be heard in the way he speaks and felt in the supportive, reassuring wave he exudes over their telepathy.] So how 'bout it? Wanna go?
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Date: 2017-04-21 03:32 am (UTC)Even if she'd requested they go as friends he would've been elated just to go with her in general. But he'd hoped, deep down, that it would be considered one. He just wants to make Fuuka as happy as she makes him.
The silence drags, a nervous energy forming that dissipates immediately as she breaks it. He can't help but project his quiet chuckle at her reaction, a slight apologetic and guilty tinge to it for having put her on the spot like that.]
Said what? I didn't hear anything. [She may not be able to see his smile, but it can definitely be heard in the way he speaks and felt in the supportive, reassuring wave he exudes over their telepathy.] So how 'bout it? Wanna go?