bludhavensbluebird:

      He lets the slip of his name slide, for once not being so cautious in the wake of things. Perhaps it was nerves or maybe something much worse than that, one he’d rather avoid thinking about all together. ❛17 minutes.❜ It slipped out and wasn’t at all how he intended that to sound. At the sudden contact of her hand over his he smiles sheepishly, free hand rubbing the back of his neck in his mild fluster. ❛I just mean that after like ten minutes I thought you were mad at me and just decided it wasn’t worth it.❜

     At the drop of the exact minute she couldn’t help but stare slack jaw with eyes narrowed. “…Right.” She had tried to be friendly and once again he was barking at her; be it orders, be it how late she was. This was why it was with decreased sympathy and a stilling of her idled movements did she listen to his plea. “I’m not mad at you.” A questionable statement that conflicted with eyes still expecting an explanation for his odd behavior. “I figured you were only calling me in because you wanted to…you know…-   ” She thought the sneakiest way to go about finishing this sentence was to make a smacking noise with her lips and she was entirely wrong, something judging by the lopsided frown she gave herself halfway through, she realized a little late. “…-   make out.”

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