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*humming happily the hum of the innocent, hair looped up and pinned with decorative chopsticks as she cooks something, hips swaying to the beat in her head* Mm... shit, this smells good.

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... [quirking an eyebrow]

You'll let me know, right?

...

[he's really not entirely sure what he's supposed to say to that, so he just frowns at the ground]

*doesn't know either, and just hugs him*

[doesn't hug back right at first, just kind of leaning his chin on her shoulder]

... *kisses his shoulder*

[starts, but doesn't pull away]

*closes her eyes*

... [shifts again, carefully brushing his lips over hers]

*shakes her head* It's okay.

[shifts again, lightly pressing his lips to her jaw, then just going back to clinging]

... *hugs tightly*

[plays with her hair a little, clinging with his other arm]

*snuggles a bit*

[he stills again at that, just for a second, then kisses her temple and lets her do as she likes]

*HORRIBLE THOUGHT NOW OCCURRING* ...

[LUKE IS NOT PSYCHIC, SO NO HORRIBLE THOUGHTS HERE.]

*shaking slightly, hands going back to her mouth*

[well the shaking tips him off that something is wrong, and he shifts away]

You're freaking out with me touching you. Fuck, what if...

[doesn't quite get it. but there is definitely something clicking dully in the back of his head]

... *closes her eyes tightly*

[well now it's his turn to look sick. and he's going to shift away as quickly as he can manage without smacking her in his efforts, reeling when he gets to his feet and nearly falling over backwards. coordination!]