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[ No pressure, he says, and she wishes she could say "I know, but I want to". I'm happy, and she wishes she could say "I'm happy too". Honesty can't solve all her problems, but it sure as shit wouldn't hurt.
Too bad there's no chance of it happening right now. The most she can do is muster a faint smile; nowhere near as big or bright as his, but at least an acknowledgment in its own way, before she buries her face in his chest again. (She never paid much attention to their size difference before now, but like. Whew. He's not massively taller than her or anything, but he's big... ///) ]
[when he leaves her be to sleep, he's up for a while—after all, it's early, and Denji hasn't had a day nearly as exhausting. plus, he has a lot to process—a ton's on his mind. he wanders back through their interaction, troubled again by the issue of Asa's autonomy... finding he relates in ways, but is distressed by the differences too.
which, of course, his mind wanders...predictably... once that ventures into their deciding to date, coupled with the warmth of her right beside him, their kissing from earlier... he feels a little guilty for it, but it's hard to control. but despite how it gets his blood pumping, it also makes him—oddly cozy... and he does eventually find himself drifting off maybe about thirty minutes later.
Denji's dreams are predictably as salacious, but. you know.]
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Too bad there's no chance of it happening right now. The most she can do is muster a faint smile; nowhere near as big or bright as his, but at least an acknowledgment in its own way, before she buries her face in his chest again. (She never paid much attention to their size difference before now, but like. Whew. He's not massively taller than her or anything, but he's big... ///) ]
Yeah... goodnight, Denji.
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[when he leaves her be to sleep, he's up for a while—after all, it's early, and Denji hasn't had a day nearly as exhausting. plus, he has a lot to process—a ton's on his mind. he wanders back through their interaction, troubled again by the issue of Asa's autonomy... finding he relates in ways, but is distressed by the differences too.
which, of course, his mind wanders...predictably... once that ventures into their deciding to date, coupled with the warmth of her right beside him, their kissing from earlier... he feels a little guilty for it, but it's hard to control. but despite how it gets his blood pumping, it also makes him—oddly cozy... and he does eventually find himself drifting off maybe about thirty minutes later.
Denji's dreams are predictably as salacious, but. you know.]