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13.Jun.18, 11:09 PM
T’bia felt his stomach tumble as M’dox leaned forward, bringing the package he was holding closer to his face, his fingers warm where they were brushing against T’bia’s own. Blushing hotly, T’bia did his best to ignore the butterflies dancing in his stomach – he wasn’t sure when M’dox had decided to set them loose there – and smiled slightly when his friend guessed. Blue eyes sparkled mischievously – M’dox wasn’t wrong, but he wasn’t exactly right. T’bia though, who never actually thought about what he was going to say until after it was free and embarrassing him, decided to let M’dox have the win. Mostly because he was absolutely terrified of what might come out of his mouth with the brownrider so damned close.
Shifting his grip slightly, T’bia presented the prize to M’dox on the palm of his hand, his smile widening cheerfully. “You remembered!” That was a big deal to T’bia, because he remembered their first outing so clearly and he would have been more than a little crushed if M’dox hadn’t of remembered, as if it wasn’t important or something, when to T’bia it was of the utmost importance. It was the first time he’d actually stepped forward and struck out on his own to make a friend and it hadn’t been a disaster and they’d had a lot of fun – especially T’bia! – and if M’dox hadn’t even remembered the pastry well, how sad would that have been? He would have looked so pathetic, remembering the day in such vivid detail!
Blushing as he watched M’dox take the sweet, T’bia dropped his gaze to the drinks that had been poured, pleased in a kind of roundabout way that M’dox wouldn’t notice all his blushing, because he’d always been blushing since their first encounter. Maybe M’dox would think it was weird that he hadn’t stopped though? They’d been spending time together for months and T’bia knew his blushing had only gotten worse, not better. Every time M’dox looked at him (and often when he wasn’t, because T’bia was looking at him) T’bia knew his face was lighting up. The butterflies in his stomach never seemed to rest and it was… well, T’bia didn’t know what it was. He brushed his hand over his stomach, trying to settle the activity there as he blinked at the two glasses.
T’bia wasn’t usually one for alcohol – it made his ‘say whatever came to his tongue’ thing even worse – but M’dox had kindly brought it and he’s poured a glass and T’bia felt it was only right that he should show his appreciation by taking the wine. At least he didn’t dislike the taste? Picking up the glass with wine, T’bia took a small sip and considered it. Definitely not Katilan, but he was no judge. It tasted good to him, and that was good enough! Smiling brightly, he flashed the cheerful expression at M’dox and took a larger mouthful, but not really a gulp. Putting the glass down, T’bia put some cheese on a piece of bread and took a bite even as he dug up his own bakery treat and unwrapped it. It was a new one, that he hadn’t tried yet (and he’d tried pretty much everything in that store at least once) and he glanced up at M’dox.
“Do you want to try a bite?” he asked, offering the treat to his friend.
Shifting his grip slightly, T’bia presented the prize to M’dox on the palm of his hand, his smile widening cheerfully. “You remembered!” That was a big deal to T’bia, because he remembered their first outing so clearly and he would have been more than a little crushed if M’dox hadn’t of remembered, as if it wasn’t important or something, when to T’bia it was of the utmost importance. It was the first time he’d actually stepped forward and struck out on his own to make a friend and it hadn’t been a disaster and they’d had a lot of fun – especially T’bia! – and if M’dox hadn’t even remembered the pastry well, how sad would that have been? He would have looked so pathetic, remembering the day in such vivid detail!
Blushing as he watched M’dox take the sweet, T’bia dropped his gaze to the drinks that had been poured, pleased in a kind of roundabout way that M’dox wouldn’t notice all his blushing, because he’d always been blushing since their first encounter. Maybe M’dox would think it was weird that he hadn’t stopped though? They’d been spending time together for months and T’bia knew his blushing had only gotten worse, not better. Every time M’dox looked at him (and often when he wasn’t, because T’bia was looking at him) T’bia knew his face was lighting up. The butterflies in his stomach never seemed to rest and it was… well, T’bia didn’t know what it was. He brushed his hand over his stomach, trying to settle the activity there as he blinked at the two glasses.
T’bia wasn’t usually one for alcohol – it made his ‘say whatever came to his tongue’ thing even worse – but M’dox had kindly brought it and he’s poured a glass and T’bia felt it was only right that he should show his appreciation by taking the wine. At least he didn’t dislike the taste? Picking up the glass with wine, T’bia took a small sip and considered it. Definitely not Katilan, but he was no judge. It tasted good to him, and that was good enough! Smiling brightly, he flashed the cheerful expression at M’dox and took a larger mouthful, but not really a gulp. Putting the glass down, T’bia put some cheese on a piece of bread and took a bite even as he dug up his own bakery treat and unwrapped it. It was a new one, that he hadn’t tried yet (and he’d tried pretty much everything in that store at least once) and he glanced up at M’dox.
“Do you want to try a bite?” he asked, offering the treat to his friend.
