“ alright, alright. ” the ginger chuckles again, obeying the smaller one's words. his heart melts when he hears the puppet laugh — how adorable.
“ you are laughing because of me, of course i won't stop. ”
to be honest, this all was foreign even for childe. he never loved someone like this before. the both of them would have to learn together — and childe was looking forward to it.
carefully, he lifted the puppet's hand up, still +
+ holding its hand gently. then he pressed a gentle, soft kiss on the back of its hand before letting his digits wrap around the other's wrist. with utmost care, the ginger kissed every fingertip and kissed his way up the +
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⠀ “ ayato ... ”
miko shakes her head, one hand being placed on his shoulder.
“ quit that talk already. you are a formidable commissioner, i am simply concerned about your health. please rest a little, +
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“ excellent. now you are about the same height as me. ” the ginger grins mischievously, slightly raising his eyebrows. the puppet would probably start to argue because of that comment.
childe nuzzles his face back into the doll's neck, +
+ puppet's hand into his own, intertwining their fingers together. yes, he could definitely get used to that. unfortunately, he had to break the kiss once again, forehead leaning against the other's.
“ you look so beautiful. ”
oceanic hues closed slowly, focusing solely on the lips that brushed against his own. oh, this felt so sweet. eyes opened once again when the doll leaned back to let him breathe; looking up at the other to scan its face.
how could +
+ someone be this pretty? when lips met once again, the ginger didn't hesitate to return the kiss, thumbs rubbing gently along the balladeer's sides. childe still couldn't believe it.
carefully, one of his hands wandered up to take the +
upon hearing the balladeer's words, the taller harbinger picks the other up, arms still wrapped around scaramouche's waist. a sweet grin forms on his lips, face nuzzling into the doll's neck once again.
“ is that better, hm? ” he shifts +
oh no, maybe he shouldn't have done this. childe was unsure of what the balladeer was thinking since it didn't really say a word after the kiss. but before the eleventh could say a word, he noticed the other harbinger hovering +
+ him again; to kiss him at all. but childe wasn't complaining — he could never. they probably won't talk about the weird relationship between them for a while, but they didn't even have to. it was almost clear what they felt for +
+ into a kiss, he continued to massage the balladeer's scalp and to play with dark strands.
after a few seconds had passed, he broke the kiss, head leaning back again. “ ah ... sorry. i didn't — ” now he didn't know what to say.
now it was the ginger's turn to swallow lightly. should he really do this? the both of them were so close ...
slowly, the eleventh harbinger leaned down before carefully pressing his lips onto the puppet's. locking their lips +