This House Is Not A Home

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Even despite the color rising to his face a few nervous chuckles dropped from his lips as she continued to giggle. What in the hell was wrong with him? He felt his attention was drawn to those brilliant blues of hers as she observed him and despite himself a small smile broke through his usual stern expression. She asked him a question and he gave a short but polite nod.

"uh... Sure..." He intoned clearly unsure of where exactly she was going with this. That confusion would only intensify as she leaned in towards him and- Her kiss was sweet and light and wholly wholly too much for his adolescent brain to compute. She pulled back and he found that the grass around him was very interesting

"I- Uh... Huh." He finally slid his up to look at her and a rush of feelings went through him. Was she- Was she playing with him? He frowned and sat up, he looked at his paws for a moment his frown deepening. "Not-" He cleared his throat. "Not to be rude but... what?"