[His gaze drifts a bit, following her fingers until they move to his peripheral, then he returns them to look at her properly. Real...]
...Yeah, guess it is.
[He closes his eyes for a moment, making a soft noise and quietly enjoying the brush of her hand in his hair. It's soothing, especially with his hair down and the gel not in place- her fingers glide smoothly, sort of like how it'd done that month it'd grown longer. It's rare for anyone else to touch his hair this way, and it feels... nice. Really nice. He halfway wants to curl up and fall asleep with her again, while she does this.
It takes a handful of seconds resisting to pull back from that feeling, eyes fluttering open again.]
Okay... it's real. I... [-like it.] But what is this? Where do we go from here?
[Do they play it by ear? Go out? Is this meant to be a more casual thing like Cor has, or- or deeper? He's still parsing out how he feels, but the former... he doesn't want that.]
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...Yeah, guess it is.
[He closes his eyes for a moment, making a soft noise and quietly enjoying the brush of her hand in his hair. It's soothing, especially with his hair down and the gel not in place- her fingers glide smoothly, sort of like how it'd done that month it'd grown longer. It's rare for anyone else to touch his hair this way, and it feels... nice. Really nice. He halfway wants to curl up and fall asleep with her again, while she does this.
It takes a handful of seconds resisting to pull back from that feeling, eyes fluttering open again.]
Okay... it's real. I... [-like it.] But what is this? Where do we go from here?
[Do they play it by ear? Go out? Is this meant to be a more casual thing like Cor has, or- or deeper? He's still parsing out how he feels, but the former... he doesn't want that.]