[ he actually has enough shame to feel a little embarrassed, though it's hard to tell if it's genuine or not. ]
I never imagined I'd be scolded by you. The feeling is a little embarrassing. [ It's usually him doing the scolding... ]
I just didn't want my skills to get rusty. [ So truly, don't waste concern on him. ]
But, speaking of skills, I didn't know you were the serve and protect type.
I never imagined I'd be scolded by you. The feeling is a little embarrassing. [ It's usually him doing the scolding... ]
I just didn't want my skills to get rusty. [ So truly, don't waste concern on him. ]
But, speaking of skills, I didn't know you were the serve and protect type.
[ The bubble in her hand tears away, essentially disintegrating right back into her skin. She conjures another bubble, this one a little bigger than the example, around his head. ]
Follow me.
[ And don't speak!!!!!!! But she doesn't vocalize that, instead choosing to lead him through the shallow end of the water up until they reach where (at least she) can no longer stand. ]
Follow me.
[ And don't speak!!!!!!! But she doesn't vocalize that, instead choosing to lead him through the shallow end of the water up until they reach where (at least she) can no longer stand. ]
[ She sinks into the water with practiced ease, looking a little creepy versus the excited and beach ready Juvia he saw moments before. She ushers him to follow-- well, her hand does, because it's the only thing that pops up out of the water to point downward. ]
[Is it, though? When everything's being micro-analyzed, the point is everything all at once.]
..Yeah..?
[And he's responding belatedly to the Make Out proposition, possibly made clearer when he makes no motion to head elsewhere...
Or start kissing him again, so, take it as he will. It's just, decidedly awkward when it's an established thing through conversation. Or, maybe he's just waiting for Lance to also confirm?!
He's playing a long game of Wait and See.]
..Yeah..?
[And he's responding belatedly to the Make Out proposition, possibly made clearer when he makes no motion to head elsewhere...
Or start kissing him again, so, take it as he will. It's just, decidedly awkward when it's an established thing through conversation. Or, maybe he's just waiting for Lance to also confirm?!
He's playing a long game of Wait and See.]
[Keith's mind is on kissing, so when Lance throws him a where, he's stunned into silence, 100% scandalized. In the midst of him reigning in a soon-to-be-outburst, something clicks in his brain and--
He's just talking about moving. Physically.]
Maybe we should go back.
[To their fake home. It's the fastest thing he can think to suggest, which is dumb as fuck considering how long it took to get there.]
He's just talking about moving. Physically.]
Maybe we should go back.
[To their fake home. It's the fastest thing he can think to suggest, which is dumb as fuck considering how long it took to get there.]
[Is that a threat...wtf....that's fucked up...
Keith's motto when it comes to feeling things that are weird and borderline uncomfortable: throw in the towel. They may have established how great it was here (to the point of Keith preparing to move in) like twenty minutes prior, but so much has changed since then okay....]
--Fine.
[His response could have been worse; he could've immediately gotten on Lance's case for drenching his towel and further complicating the soon-to-be drying process. It's a curt agreement followed by him doing an about-face and hauling himself up the rock wall like he's on a mission.
His buttcrack's prob showing.]
Keith's motto when it comes to feeling things that are weird and borderline uncomfortable: throw in the towel. They may have established how great it was here (to the point of Keith preparing to move in) like twenty minutes prior, but so much has changed since then okay....]
--Fine.
[His response could have been worse; he could've immediately gotten on Lance's case for drenching his towel and further complicating the soon-to-be drying process. It's a curt agreement followed by him doing an about-face and hauling himself up the rock wall like he's on a mission.
His buttcrack's prob showing.]
[ Clearly this is all that karma catching up with him!! Not necessarily good (see her name tag), but a cute girl is actually laughing at his jokes. Maybe he actually did something right for once. ]
I can tell!
[ Nope, just gonna keep stroking that ego apparently, as she lets her hand fall away to reveal a positively radiant grin. Ah, she needed a good laugh, this is nice. ]
You must be really popular with the other refugees, with jokes like that.
[ Lux honey no. Just stop. ]
I can tell!
[ Nope, just gonna keep stroking that ego apparently, as she lets her hand fall away to reveal a positively radiant grin. Ah, she needed a good laugh, this is nice. ]
You must be really popular with the other refugees, with jokes like that.
[ Lux honey no. Just stop. ]
[oh god]
Okay.
[he has to remind himself that he's not as far off the bottom as he thinks he is - it's too easy to forget. If he had ever ridden a bike in his life, he'd be able to compare this to the training wheels coming off but... he hasn't done that, either. But Lance is careful enough about withdrawing his hand that he doesn't feel too discomfitted, though his pace quickens a little bit.
Not sinking. It's not the most elegant scene, but they're going for function, at least to begin with. Form can come later.]
Okay.
[he has to remind himself that he's not as far off the bottom as he thinks he is - it's too easy to forget. If he had ever ridden a bike in his life, he'd be able to compare this to the training wheels coming off but... he hasn't done that, either. But Lance is careful enough about withdrawing his hand that he doesn't feel too discomfitted, though his pace quickens a little bit.
Not sinking. It's not the most elegant scene, but they're going for function, at least to begin with. Form can come later.]
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