@lucenteclipses Her reaction sends him into a slight fit of laughter, palms clasping together briefly as he rears back only to ultimately place a steadying hand atop her shoulder.
“S’aight. Where’s the cake at though?”
@lucenteclipses A thick, brunette brow was cocked at an angle, gaze now scanning her contours for meaning behind her lilted expressions.
“Sorry, love.”
@PuellaAereum Brenton felt the heat rise within his blood, a hand subsequently rising to ruffle at the brunette mess atop his head.
“That’s funny, but I pack quite the punch. I ain’t no boy,” azure optics twinkled teasingly despite the sprinkle of red amongst his cheekbones.
@PuellaAereum His expression faltered at he words, extended arm wavering slightly before he dismissed her comment to linger at the back of his mind.
“Don’t make me tackle you, I have a rule against fighting girls.”
@lucenteclipses The male exhibited a pleased sigh, the softest of exhales, in response to her acceptance of his offer.
“Back at you, sweetheart,” he grinned, attempting to match the depth of her dark gaze with the azure light of his own.
@PuellaAereum Pink lips spread into a small gape, his practiced reactions kicking in as he darted forward, arm flailing for the hat.
“Come on, I have major bedhead to cover.”