" Oh, my...! My darling, thank you! "
[He was... expecting this, at least a little. His hands extend to take the bouquet from hers.]
" I shall cherish this, most definitely! Ooh, they smell so sweet... "
── .✦ callaia looked down at the bouquet of flowers she collected. to be honest, she had almost completely forgotten they were there.
❝ they're beautiful, arent they? stephanotis' are certainly my favourite flowers. ❞
── .✦ a pause.
❝ for you, my dear. ❞
💤- just a heads-up!
I think Hermes would have the habit of calling everyone "dear", "darling" etc.
If he does call your muse that, it's not necessarily flirting! He's just like that
[He pretended to look away in embarrassment, covering the red on his cheeks.]
" Oh, stop! You're making me blush... heh. "
[He finally looked back, although now he was staring at the bouquet.]
" Hm, are these flowers for anyone? "
── .✦ callaia giggled softly, finally looking up from the flowers as she gathered a bouquet in her hands.
❝ must you be so amorous? im glad to see you though, my universe. ive missed you more then i could express. ❞
[The wings in his helmet fluttered softly, like an actual bird, and his face became a little flushed as well.]
" Are you feeling a bit more affectionate today, my dear? "
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ
aphrodite never thought that ' d be possible for him to do . of course , the faintest blush was now resting beneath her cheeks . she has done the same , pressing a little kiss to his cheek as well .
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ
" Maybe, maybe not. But does it really matter now? I just wanted to see the prettiest star of my sky. "
[He can't help but giggle, floating a bit higher to put his face in front of hers.]
── .✦ the goddess of crossroads doesnt even have to turn around to recognize her husband. she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and continues picking the flowers.
❝ my love. it is quite early for you to be back, no.ᐣ you have finished delivering all your messages.ᐣ❞
[He surprises a little, and his face becomes a little flushed. But then he giggles with a hand on his cheek.]
" Ohohoho! Aren't you just the sweetest? Do rise, please. "
[He retributes it with a small kiss on her forehead. A small blessing, perhaps.]