( he tilts his head, gazing thoughtfully at her. he can't see her properly, but her intentions are obvious. but, for him to enjoy himself without her isn't… )
i'll consider it.
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⠀ ⠀you should go. best to invite everyone else as well,
〈 she wants him to enjoy himself. perhaps . . she’ll sneak a peak or two at the festival, just to see them. 〉
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it's qifrey's turn now to be confused, blinking at the sudden outburst and unsure what the right words to say are. after a moment, he settles for reaching out to cradle olruggio's face between his palms.
"you don't need to change anything about yourself for me," he says, soft
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ㅤ" ... Eh? Wh... "
ㅤA few more audible noises came after, none of which made any sense. Was... he waiting for him to say something? Did he accept that shitty excuse of a confession? (+)
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but sure. "olly, olly, listen to me. i should…say it properly, since you did. i'm fond…no, i like—i /love/ you." his cheeks are more flushed now, fingers trembling slightly against olruggio's jaw. "i…it won't be easy to be with me. right now, i'm so happy that i…i almost
/ so i was reading this platonic a/b/o thing and there were mentions of qifrey's scent being kinda. muted, in a way? like it's there, but thoughts and emotions can't be gleaned from it like they typically can from other peoples' scents. anw i found that really fascinating
ow.
( his brow scrunches slightly, and he gives olruggio a petulant look. still, he pulls himself upright, already yawning again. )
what were you working on?
"oh, olly, no," he immediately moves to soothe, reaching for olruggio's wrist to tug it down. "i…wasn't expecting…" he pauses, pulling their now-joined hands toward his chest. "i suppose it was just…rather a bit less romantic than i would've hoped. but it's also so very you,
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ㅤHis hands covered his face, attempting to hide how bad he was flustered. That... yeah, should have been the reaction he expected.
ㅤ" I know it's embarrassin'... (+)
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he feels olruggio's hand retreat from beneath his, and he can't help but straighten. whatever it is, this must be incredibly important, even though he can't for the life of him figure out what it is.
"alright," he nods, setting his hands in his lap—unsure what to do with them
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ㅤ" Qifrey... I gotta say it. If I'm expectin' you to be truthful... I gotta be truthful back. "
ㅤOlruggio straightened out his shirt's collar, despite the fact nobody but himself would see it. (+)
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