[OPEN] Love Me, Love Me Not

[asgardmods]

Who: EVERYONE
What: candy hearts event!
When: Day 226 (Feb 26-27)
Where: everywhere!
Rating: PG-13 for kissing and punching and things. Take anything higher to a private log please!

[In the middle of the night (or rather the early, early morning), there's a sound somewhat like falling hail. It only lasts a couple of seconds, and is followed by the howl of a single big gust of wind that seems to get through the cracks of windows and doors no matter how well closed or locked they were.

It seems the rain was a shower of candy hearts, and they'll be cropping up all over the place all day!

What could this possibly mean?]



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Comments

[lethechained]

[She's only slightly concerned as she watches him back, eyes switching between-- well, the frames of his glasses, and his eyes inasmuch as she can be certain of their position. Even she's not quite certain what he'll say, but that look is one she can understand, at least.]

[The answer seems to both surprise and relieve her, her lips parting slightly before pressing together into a quiet smile that spreads and reaches her eyes, warmed by it.]

Well... thank you. [It's decidedly sincere - not that she ever has any problems with sincerity, but in this it's especially audible.] I'm-- happy you feel that way. [Her eyes lower after a moment, then raise as she shrugs slightly. Silly Naminé,] I guess I wouldn't be much of a moirail if you didn't feel that way.

[Er. At least, as a... nonviolent partner in a moirallegiance, inasmuch as such people existed in that culture.]

[biifurcatiion]

Your abilitieth ath a moirail or your feelingth are kind of irrelevant to how I feel about it. Wait, no, that came out wrong-

[Sollux wipes his hands down his face furiously, scrubs at the back of his neck and tries to figure it out again, without sounding like a total asshole.]

I mean, even if you hadn't agreed, it'th thort of- I would thtill feel the thame way? Don't you dare laugh at thith, I know it'th incredibly dumb.

[lethechained]

--....

[There are the beginnings of a confused frown, her brow starting to knit until he backtracks. Wow, rude, Sollux. Except she knows he kind of shoots himself in the foot that way sometimes, so she'll just wait patiently for his reiteration, head slightly tilted and the curve to her lips edging toward amusement.]

[... Only to fall into an 'o' when he finally finds his words. She straightens, blinking, and for a brief moment she's not quite certain what to say. The sudden appearance of her smile, however, might suggest her response before she verbalizes it.] I would never laugh at you for that...! I-- [Gosh, she feels almost shy, all of a sudden.] ... I think that's sweet, Sollux. I don't know if I've earned it, but-- [That's kind of the point, isn't it?] ... it means a lot to me that you would say that. [Or rather, that he'd mean it.] And you know-- I'm glad that I did say yes. ... You've made me very happy. [She really needs to work out some terminology here; is there some special kind of 'I platonically love you too' for moirails?] And even if it wouldn't change how you feel, I want to make you happy, too.

[biifurcatiion]

[Sollux snorts, loud and amused. And then, very carefully, he bends down. It takes a lot of effort, and an uncomfortable position for his back and neck, but he manages to settle down and put his forehead against hers, deliberately, and touches her face with just the tips of his fingers.]

Withh for thomething I can actually give you, dork. Thomething pothhible. [But he means it fondly, and he paps her face lightly to take the sting out of the words.]

[lethechained]

[She'd have been quicker to accommodate, to try to take away some of that discomfort inasmuch as her own might serve as a substitute, if she were certain what he had in mind. For a moment, she's still, but once she's recovered from the initial surprise, a smile spreads once more across her lips, and she shifts slightly to settle her forehead more neatly against his, slowly raising on her tiptoes to take some of the strain off of him, should he move at her encouragement.]

[Her smile softens slightly at the touch, despite that she'd known not to take his words poorly in the first place. Eyes fond in return, she raises a hand to place her fingers against his jaw in return, light and unoffensive.] You know... I think that's a wish worth working toward, whether it's possible or not. So I'm going to be stubborn about it no matter what you say... dork. [It's not even falsely unkind enough to sound anything remotely like an insult.]

I think we can probably wrap this one up here?

[biifurcatiion]

[He grins, like that's the funniest thing she could have ever said in the world, papping her face just so.] All right jerk, you're on. Conthider your challenge accepted.

[And this time, when he pulls back and leans up and brushes his lips against her forehead, it is one hundred percent on purpose, and has nothing to do with the candy at all.]

Sounds good! /o/ <3

[lethechained]

[Her smile brightens all the more at his insult.]

Glad to have your cooperation.

[Hee. She doesn't quite have time to set her feet back down before he kisses her forehead, and doesn't endeavor to right after that. She's much too busy shifting through surprise to gladness. What a moirail she has. He gets a proper pap and pleased little laugh for his trouble.]