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[theguideless]

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[revelation]

Huh? [ answer of the century, right there but madoka simply can't help it. she really has to wonder if she heard him right and once the question repeats itself a few (hundred) times, that bright flash of red returns her face with a vengeance.

when her voice finally returns, her voice almost comes out in a shout. ]

Y-yeah, I mean... ! [ her head drips down and she laughs, shaking away her fears and glancing up with a smile. ] I'd really like that.

[theguideless]

[her initial reactions made him wonder and worry...was that not the right thing to do? he was sure Sayaka hadn't just said that to tease him...hoped that was the case, anyway. watching her eyes widen and dart, mouth twitch and purse in split-second time along with her thoughts is a fascinating thing, though. it used to be him much more fidgety before, didn't it? a long time ago.

he startles at her almost-yelped yeah!, mouth twitching. he laughs in a nervous echo of hers, but it tapers off quickly, unable to sustain when his attention is fixed on something else. it's on trying to visualize it – kissing. not something he's done much of, and not the way he's proposed to now.

belatedly:] I think so, too. [...wait.] I mean, liking that... [ahem.

"that" being a series of hesitations – hands on shoulders or wrists? stand still and lean or step forward?

shoulders and lean wind up being the answers, and some more nervous laughter peppered into a breathy apology in bumping her nose at first. the kiss is brief, chaste, and cut short by a little jolt of surprise, not expecting it to feel the way it does.

like the way it felt hearing beautiful music for the first time, or seeing stars between the leaves of the unknown jungle in his past. like the feeling of her magic, uncorrupted warmth and joy.

like that, but...not. he rocks back on his heels, bringing a hand to his mouth, nearly leaning too far and falling right over.]