[ carried around like a kitten... unfair... though he's immediately sprawling on said couch. ]
pshaw- a little cha cha won't hurt me!
whatcha been up to??
Arms tugged through the sleeves- thankfully no new scars, he's been attempting to take care of himself. Tugging the hoodie down, he puts his arms out and grins.
" Promise I'm okay! But disappearing is more your thing than mine, y'know? Can't be stealing your thunder. "
โ You donโt have to give me of all people an excuse.
Iโm just happy to see youโre okay. โ
With Denki distracted by the gift, she takes the chance to really look at him.
Searching for any new scars in quiet concern.
โ And you didnโt need to come save me but you still did. โ
Slowly opening the gift, though he pauses-
" Ah... Yeah, things just.. got crazy, y'know? I don't really.. have an excuse. "
Pulling the bundle of fabric out-
" !!!!! Omg.. omg. " And quickly pulling it on over his shirt; comfy..
" ... Thank you.. you really didn't have to. "
A hand lifts to rub the back of her neck sheepishly.
โ Ah .. I bought it the day I found it but then I thought itโd be weird to give it to you for no reason so I was going to wait until Christmas !โ
Nervous laugh โ
โ And then you left. โ
Watches in fond exasperation before holding out a gift for him.
The corners of her mouth lifting into a small smile.
โ Iโve been holding onto this for ages just waiting for you. โ