[ instinctually, his grip gets a little more sure as he comes down, carefully following in case he needs any support, and. well. he doesn't really want to pull away, either.
seeing fidelio smile makes something in his chest do a backflip, and he ducks his head to hide his own smile just a little, peeking at him through his lashes. ]
...You are succeeding. [ verbal confirmation, if the signals weren't enough. ]
[ the whole other reason they came down here! it feels all very giddy for a second - taair laughs and hurries to settle back to where he set the food down, patting the edge of the fountain. ]
Here - come, come sit, let's eat.
[ though, as he turns his head to busy himself pulling the napkins out of the bag, fidelio might see him very briefly touch his fingertips to his own lips before he turns back around. a ]
[ watches myself switch the spelling of donut halfway through this thread
fidelio laughs too, and joins him in sitting back down on the ledge... and he does notice that little motion, which gives him a happy fluttery feeling himself.
he'd resigned himself years ago to what had seemed like the probable reality that he would never kiss anyone or have any kind of romantic interaction; as genuine as his feelings for junah were, he never once seriously considered that she would ever return them. and that was fine, because he'd had much more important things to deal with.
but it's nice seeing now that someone actually can look at him that way, and for the right reasons. ]
Lookin' forward to this after the praise from earlier.
as taair gets settled, stretching out his legs, he laughs a little to that: ] I hope they don't disappoint!
[ there's a sense of giddiness to it - a simple happiness, fueled by those little butterflies. there's a pressing reminder somewhere in the back of his mind, a need to put things to words, but... for now, just for now, it's so much sweeter to simply savor the experience and all the implications that come with, to not think about the future but think about the now.
so. he plucks a donut free from the bag for himself, shaking off a little extra powdered sugar back into the bag, then offering it to fidelio. they're still warm because this is heaven.
and then holds his little donut out between his fingers afterwards. ] Cheers?
[ hopefully heaven also has germ-free fountain water and coins but fidelio is less concerned about this than i am so.
he takes a donut too, also tapping it a little on the side of the bag to get rid of some of the loose powdered sugar before it gets everywhere. (he's impressed that it's still warm. one of like, five things heaven has done right.) ]
happily, he will take the little 'toast', and then pull the donut up and pop it in his mouth! it's just as tasty as it was the first time (though - maybe better, in good company?) and he makes a happy little noise, melting a bit in job and then peeking over to see del's reaction, too...? ]
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but he ignores that and smiles, face flushed. ]
Tryin' to, anyway.
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seeing fidelio smile makes something in his chest do a backflip, and he ducks his head to hide his own smile just a little, peeking at him through his lashes. ]
...You are succeeding. [ verbal confirmation, if the signals weren't enough. ]
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Ha. Glad to hear it.
—Ah, doughnuts are probably gettin' cold.
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Ah! I almost forgot...!
[ the whole other reason they came down here! it feels all very giddy for a second - taair laughs and hurries to settle back to where he set the food down, patting the edge of the fountain. ]
Here - come, come sit, let's eat.
[ though, as he turns his head to busy himself pulling the napkins out of the bag, fidelio might see him very briefly touch his fingertips to his own lips before he turns back around. a ]
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fidelio laughs too, and joins him in sitting back down on the ledge... and he does notice that little motion, which gives him a happy fluttery feeling himself.
he'd resigned himself years ago to what had seemed like the probable reality that he would never kiss anyone or have any kind of romantic interaction; as genuine as his feelings for junah were, he never once seriously considered that she would ever return them. and that was fine, because he'd had much more important things to deal with.
but it's nice seeing now that someone actually can look at him that way, and for the right reasons. ]
Lookin' forward to this after the praise from earlier.
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as taair gets settled, stretching out his legs, he laughs a little to that: ] I hope they don't disappoint!
[ there's a sense of giddiness to it - a simple happiness, fueled by those little butterflies. there's a pressing reminder somewhere in the back of his mind, a need to put things to words, but... for now, just for now, it's so much sweeter to simply savor the experience and all the implications that come with, to not think about the future but think about the now.
so. he plucks a donut free from the bag for himself, shaking off a little extra powdered sugar back into the bag, then offering it to fidelio. they're still warm because this is heaven.
and then holds his little donut out between his fingers afterwards. ] Cheers?
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he takes a donut too, also tapping it a little on the side of the bag to get rid of some of the loose powdered sugar before it gets everywhere. (he's impressed that it's still warm. one of like, five things heaven has done right.) ]
Cheers.
[ taps their donuts together! ]
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happily, he will take the little 'toast', and then pull the donut up and pop it in his mouth! it's just as tasty as it was the first time (though - maybe better, in good company?) and he makes a happy little noise, melting a bit in job and then peeking over to see del's reaction, too...? ]
Delicious.