She tried not to think about what he might have possibly done with Ai. After all, they had been together for a bit. She imagined they had done quite a bit together. She wished she could see into his head and understand what was going on inside him. Even though they were together, it was pretty obvious that her and Ai couldn't be much more different, if they tried. Somehow she couldn't see how he was attracted to such different types of women.
Hearing the teasing, she nudged his side lightly. "I can try," she said and closed her eyes hard, as if to wish for raining money. Opening them after a moment, she looked around. "It didn't work," she replied as she looked to him. It was nice to see him smile like that.
"I do hope we get more snow. I want to make a snowman. White Christmas would be nice too," she told him softly as they kept walking along their way. The snowfall stayed much the same. Still, at some point she had to laugh softly as snow had gathered on his head. "Maybe you are the snowman," she mused as she brushes the snow away from his hat.
He noticed that feeling too, her holding his hand back after he had taken her's. It could be that because she is so shy and because he had to be careful and wanted these signs from her that made this feel so much different, possibly because he knew her so well. It wasn't the same as just walking around with Ai, though he couldn't deny for a little while that felt okay too, a part of him was obviously attracted to the forthright nature, that's why he dated her. It didn't make this moment any less special though, in a way the feelings he had for Kyoko seemed to be changing and it felt good, this felt good, like a lot of tension was eased from them. Though any of the real tension would be on his end now, as he didn't know how to progress without seeming stupid or aggressive in his mind.
He noticed her pointing up at the sky and before long he saw the snowflakes too. "Oko-chan...now make it rain money."He joked, but remained in a quiet tone, as if being louder would break the moment that was happening with them. He looked to her though, seeing the smile spread across her face and found himself doing the same, a smile growing across his own. The slight tingles extending form his scruffy winter head, to his slightly stubbled face.
Hearing the question, she gave a small shrug. "I suppose I enjoy it when I can look outside at a snow covered city or the falling snow while I am curled up with a book and a blanket, drinking some hot chocolate. There is just something so very peaceful about it," she replied, though she did enjoy most weather for one reason or another.
She did feel him move closer to her and she found herself flushing. Even if it was something she wanted, it was hard to turn off. Him actually taking her hand made her flush more, but at the same time she smiled softly as she held his. To her there was something magical about it, even in spite of the gloves.
Just then something white fluttered down before her eyes. Looking up, she could see a few snowflakes coming down. Not nearly enough to make anything white or anything like that, but it did still make her smile as she looked up and pointed at them, maybe possibly forgetting her words for a moment.
As they readied up and left, he looked to her and nodded a bit, his hat pulled down on his head, he had to look up at the sky when she mentioned it. "Probably soon. I recall you are a fan of most weather that has you bundled up indoors..Snow particularly because?"He asked, though he did make the effort to move closer to her this time as they walked together. It might be a little too cliche if it did start to snow right then, but he had the feeling both of them were hoping. Still, he moved his hand over a bit before latching it on to her's lightly. The gloves didn't help make it feel too magical or anything, but for some reason he felt like he was the embarrassed one for not having done it before..he didn't know what would be expected of him, or how quickly or slowly she'd like things to go.
She supposed she was strange like that, being okay with holding hands, but not with sharing a cake. Still, she was happy he kept eating when she pointed it out. After all, it was hardly sharing a cake when she was eating it all by herself.
Hearing him point that out, she honestly had to think for a moment, not realizing she had done it. "I was?" she asked, feeling herself flush at both not realizing and having been caught staring. Though she supposed it explained the deeper shade of red in his face.
When they were finished she nodded. "Yeah, no way around it, but at least the warm apartment is waiting for us," she pointed out as she slowly slipped into her coat and other things again. Once they stepped outside it was still very cold. "You think it will snow soon?" she asked curiously, looking up at the sky. She did like snow so it would be nice to have.
Honestly whatever helped her to justify holding hands, he was surprised she wasn't as embarrassed as she was about almost everything else. Though once she caught him looking at her she wasn't even embarrassed about that either. She had gotten red when he did it to her, but not understanding when she did it back why he paid attention? He supposed it didn't matter she was right about one thing, he began to eat again. He chuckled a bit as he took a bite, "What am I thinking about? You were also staring at me while you ate too.."He pointed out, maybe she didn't realize it, but it was hard for him to miss. That would explain why his face had turned a little deeper, but it was back to normal by now.
It didn't take them long to finish that either, and he let out a small content breath. "Well..back out into the cold I suppose." He smiled at her.
She gave abshruh. "I mean, it won't be, but it's still sort of holding hands," she pointed out, at least to her. Then again, she had never held hands before. She supposed that he must have done it with Ai for sure. He was probably right that they hadn't known better as kids.
"Oh and what would you be like then?" she asked curiously, not being able to imagine what he could possibly be like. After all, he had always been teasing so she couldn't imagine how he would act otherwise.
She watched him tilt his head at her, wondering what he was thinking. It made her feel a little self conscious as she kept eating. "If you don't keep eating, I'll be eating all the cake by myself," she pointed out, maybe he would continue to eat, "Or what are you thinking about?" She didn't realize what he could possibly find so very interesting, not aware of her own actions.
It seemed that he was right, outside the party when he dragged her in, or as kids. He shook his head a little bit, "Sure, if you imagine holding hands to be the same now." Obviously they weren't doing it as a couple, well as kids maybe they didn't know better but now it was obvious. As they continued to eat the cake he chuckled a little bit, "Oh stop all of the teasing? I'll just become a different person real quick." It was really who he had been most of the time, just because it was different now, it seemed he was still the same, if not a little more unbearable on purpose.
Though he was quiet while she took her bite, his eyes clearly meeting her's since she was gazing right back at him, now he couldn't tell if she was doing this on purpose or not, his head tilted slightly wondering if she was. His face maybe getting a little bit redder, maybe he saw the appeal he had teased her about just then.
It wasn't that she meant that they would be doing anything like that, at least not when they hadn't even really been together yet. "Well, that's obvious, if you keep saying things like this," she pointed out, though her blush was slightly decreasing at this point.
He seemed surprised about the hand holding. Well, she supposed she couldn't fault him for that. "I mean, we did so as kids for sure, but also outside of the restaurant that time, remember?" she reminded him, supposing that was the only reason she probably wouldn't die, if he did hold her hand.
When the cake came she took a moment to admire it, because it looked so good before she realized what he had done. The teasing clearly made her flush red. "Don't tease me like that," she pouted slightly as she did pick up her fork. It looked too good to not eat, even if his teasing did hit a mark somewhere. Slowly, her hand almost shaking, she lowered the fork until a piece was sliced off. The closer the fork came to her lips, the redder her face got until finally it was in her mouth. As she ate it she gazed to him.
At the very least he tried to think of her embarrassed attitude as endearing as he ever did, but he felt he made it clear enough that he'd need some help. Still went without saying, that her and stuff was a bit lost on him, because she was generally embarrassed about most things. "Well I just meant that if I say more things like that they might."He informed her, not really having been [i so] suggestive as he was.
As she said that they've held hands before made him raise his eyebrow a little bit, "We have?" Was it something he was forgetting, or was him pulling her along at some point so he just overlooked it for now. When their cake showed up he picked up his fork and looked towards her, taking a very slow bite as if to tease her about it, "Oh my what will you do now..take a bite of the cake after me?"He grinned over at her, clearly not thinking it to be too big a deal, though that didn't mean he didn't think it was sweet.
Hearing the suggestion, she gave a nod. "That sounds good," she agreed as she ran a hand over her thick winter jacket, "It is very cold outside right now." It was nice to have something planned and she could look forward to it. It made her happy. Him repeating her words back at her was not helping her red face. "You know what I mean," she replied, shifting slightly on her chair.
His continued teasing was not helping with her blushing though. She was damn near a tomato at this point. "Oh, please, the amount of time we've been out and no one ever said that to us and we are no different now," she pointed out, which was a slightly sore point that she didn't seem to register as a girlfriend possibility to others before.
The question made her give a small nod. "I mean... we've sort of held hands before...," she pointed out, her eyes looking around the room, "Sharing a cake is... intimate..." Maybe a strange choice of words again, but the forks did touch their mouths and then the cake again. When the waiter came she did order a chocolate cake, though it was done with a blushing head and more pointing at the menu with a shaking hand. This was embarrassing.
He looked at her curiously, it was moments like these when he got held up. "I think it is rather cold now..maybe tomorrow afternoon or something closer towards the start of the evening." "And stuff.."He repeated back to her, though that wasn't really a question, it was more just him pondering how she could say it through such a red face.
He chuckled a bit as she spoke to him, chewing him out as it seemed to be, "Oh no..then they might think we are a couple or something like that.."He continued to tease, though this was much more to his point. Even sharing a cake seemed to have her face ready to burst..well how the hell was he supposed to judge what he could or couldn't do, "So you're okay with holding hands..but..you..are embarrassed about sharing a cake?"He wondered, he had to illustrate the point, he might need help knowing what to do here.
The waiter did come back though and he looked to her to pick out a cake for them.
She supposed it would be hard to shift gears. He now had to consider her his girlfriend and not just a friend who happened to be a girl. She imagined it would take him a bit, but she didn't doubt that he could do it. "It is," she agreed thoughtfully, "I mean, we can walk through the city and enjoy the Christmas decorations, but it's pretty cold. I'm fine with watching a movie... and stuff..." Her face did turn slightly red as she remembered how watching a movie had ended last time. Would it happen again, even if she was sober now?
The food was good and soon they were done eating. His question made her turn bright red, even if she was aware that it was mostly teasing. "Baka, don't say that stuff aloud in public. Someone might hear you," she muttered before thinking on the dessert, "Dessert would be nice. They have some good cakes here... We could... share one..." If it was possible her face turned even redder, like a tomato, and she was damn close to hiding under the table, even if the reason for suggestion it was harmless, since she was just fairly full already.
He was glad she seemed to be calming down, and for the most part so was he. He just didn't know really what to do, he still wanted to treat her the right way, just her idea of the right way. He was glad the food was good too, he wouldn't think about the price because of it, and he wouldn't mind paying for her regardless most times. He looked up as she asked what the should do and he thought on it a bit. "That is what we'd normally do.."He nodded a bit, scratching the back of his head a little. "Was there something else you'd want to do?"He wondered, totally okay with it if there wasn't. It was cold, it was snuggly..well that would probably come up again, he hoped he'd have a better sense.
It didn't take them long to finish up the food anyway before he looked to her, "Hm..did you wanna get some dessert or are you eager to have me back in your home?" He teased a bit, leaning his head on his hand, though the question was legitimate about dessert.
It wasn't really that she was frustrated. It was more that she didn't know what he wanted as at times it just felt like he didn't know what to do either. Perhaps, that was also why she hadn't tried to hold his hand, because she didn't know how he would feel about it and was a little scared he might not like it.
Hearing that he would hold her hand or the other way around, she did smile softly. That made her happy. She didn't think she was too complicated. It wasn't like she would call pervert or anything like that, if he did do something that she didn't want.
That their food arrived was probably a good thing. Happily she tucked in. It was good for the price and she still felt slightly bad about it, but she was hungry. "It's a good place," she said with a small smile, "Should we watch a movie afterwards at home or what?" It seemed like something that happened afterwards, or so she at least thought.
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