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18.May.20, 04:24 AM
A'tay smiled when Madiquel admitted to liking the scruff trying to grow on his face. Would she still like it if it was fuller? It wouldn't hurt to let it grow for the next week or so and see what became of it. If it was patchy, he'd shave it immediately and never try again, but if it didn't look too bad, he'd consider leaving it. T'ryn kept himself clean-shaven and their dad could go either way depending on what style he was into at the moment. But facial hair and letting his hair grow out would definitely help in making him his own person and not a clone of, if nothing else, T'ryn. It was a bit tiring getting confused for his brother now that they were in the same Weyr.
Speaking of his hair, it seemed Madiquel's attention had turned to it and A'tay found himself unable to breathe again as she ran her fingers delicately through the strands. He'd been letting it grow for several months and it was down to his ear lobes now, which meant for the most part he could tie it back. Some strands still liked to fall free but he didn't mind it too much and honestly only did it when he was trying to look respectable or visiting Madiquel and Kestra since he didn't know if either of them would like the longer length. His plan was to let it reach his shoulders so he could easily pull it back cleanly when needed or wear it loose when it suited him--assuming the style itself suited him. It hadn't even occurred to him that it had been left down this whole time since he had only rolled out of bed to work off the unease that had been plaguing him.
It seemed his friend liked it though. Maybe. He knew he liked her toying with his hair and when their gaze met, A'tay lost his breath yet again. Just kiss her! He kept yelling at himself, oddly very aware that this was the perfect moment to do so. Some of the more outspoken in their circle of friends had once said you could tell when the moment was right and A'tay had doubted it. He didn't doubt it now. He could feel something between them but he also knew better than to try.
Seconds later when Madiquel was pulling away and he saw the whirling distress in Zezeth's eyes, he knew he was right; she was confused over something or maybe realised it looked like she was leading him on when she didn't mean to. Whatever the reason, the moment had passed and A'tay mourned it but also let it go without a fight. Just like he let Madiquel go when she announced it was late and ran off.
He gave Zezeth a gentle pat to her nuzzling nose and watched the dragon trot off after her mate. He debated going after them to make sure Madiquel was okay because something had definitely just happened and he didn't have a proper answer for it.
Leave her be. I recall through that memory of the day you keep bringing up that you did much the same thing after giving her the thimble... Xyxyth didn't say what the connection was, leaving A'tay to figure it out himself and go wide-eyed.
A'tay almost started laughing as he climbed his way atop his dragon. That would be too good to be true if that were the case. He was leaning towards the idea that she felt bad and embarrassed for making it seem like she was flirting with him when she didn't have that level of interest in him.
Still, as he crawled back into bed, Shadow moving to curl up beside him, A'tay knew he'd think on it way too much anyway and still not have any true answer because he'd be too afraid to bring it up with Madiquel. When he eventually started to fall back into sleep, his last thought was how he really needed to get over the crush on his best friend.
Speaking of his hair, it seemed Madiquel's attention had turned to it and A'tay found himself unable to breathe again as she ran her fingers delicately through the strands. He'd been letting it grow for several months and it was down to his ear lobes now, which meant for the most part he could tie it back. Some strands still liked to fall free but he didn't mind it too much and honestly only did it when he was trying to look respectable or visiting Madiquel and Kestra since he didn't know if either of them would like the longer length. His plan was to let it reach his shoulders so he could easily pull it back cleanly when needed or wear it loose when it suited him--assuming the style itself suited him. It hadn't even occurred to him that it had been left down this whole time since he had only rolled out of bed to work off the unease that had been plaguing him.
It seemed his friend liked it though. Maybe. He knew he liked her toying with his hair and when their gaze met, A'tay lost his breath yet again. Just kiss her! He kept yelling at himself, oddly very aware that this was the perfect moment to do so. Some of the more outspoken in their circle of friends had once said you could tell when the moment was right and A'tay had doubted it. He didn't doubt it now. He could feel something between them but he also knew better than to try.
Seconds later when Madiquel was pulling away and he saw the whirling distress in Zezeth's eyes, he knew he was right; she was confused over something or maybe realised it looked like she was leading him on when she didn't mean to. Whatever the reason, the moment had passed and A'tay mourned it but also let it go without a fight. Just like he let Madiquel go when she announced it was late and ran off.
He gave Zezeth a gentle pat to her nuzzling nose and watched the dragon trot off after her mate. He debated going after them to make sure Madiquel was okay because something had definitely just happened and he didn't have a proper answer for it.
Leave her be. I recall through that memory of the day you keep bringing up that you did much the same thing after giving her the thimble... Xyxyth didn't say what the connection was, leaving A'tay to figure it out himself and go wide-eyed.
A'tay almost started laughing as he climbed his way atop his dragon. That would be too good to be true if that were the case. He was leaning towards the idea that she felt bad and embarrassed for making it seem like she was flirting with him when she didn't have that level of interest in him.
Still, as he crawled back into bed, Shadow moving to curl up beside him, A'tay knew he'd think on it way too much anyway and still not have any true answer because he'd be too afraid to bring it up with Madiquel. When he eventually started to fall back into sleep, his last thought was how he really needed to get over the crush on his best friend.
