[ okay you know what -- this was a terrible idea, actually. Corrin really, really wanted to kiss Byleth now. the idea had been floating around in his head for a better part of the evening, as something he could play off as a really cool "thank you" kiss.
but there was nothing cool about this, right now. All he could do was sit cross-legged with a flustered demeanour, watching Byleth's curious fingertips trace curving lines across the intricate shape of his antlers.
he felt like he was dying. what the hell was he supposed to do!! ]
Ah... [ apparently "make an incoherent noise" is the answer! ]
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but there was nothing cool about this, right now. All he could do was sit cross-legged with a flustered demeanour, watching Byleth's curious fingertips trace curving lines across the intricate shape of his antlers.
he felt like he was dying. what the hell was he supposed to do!! ]
Ah... [ apparently "make an incoherent noise" is the answer! ]