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[ Ai is truly the snack hoarder. Queen of puddings and all things yummy... Really Athena shouldn't need to worry about getting delicious items in the future.

It's fine that she doesn't move though, even the one hand he smacks to his mouth when he tastes blood isn't able to do anything. He shifts his hand, covering his cheek with it as he tries to make it at least a little less sore...

It doesn't work, obviously. ]

I bit it. [ It comes out muffled as he twists his head towards his hand now, still keeping his eyes on screen. ]

[ with a sigh, she gets up from her seat and then turns to look at him. with a hand on her hip, she says: ]

I'll get you something cold to drink.

[ and she should have thought about doing this sooner. what kind of host is she? tsk.

not even waiting for him to respond, she heads back to the kitchen to grab some juice. she serves it with a ton of ice, so merlin can suck on it or something. it would definitely help with the bleeding, even if it's not much. ]

You look like an apple [ athena?!?!?!? ] so here's some apple juice for you, [ she says as she serves it on the table. and once she sits back down—with some distance between them now—she takes a sip from her orange juice.

orange juice is the best. ]

[ The worst kind of host--but not really. He wants to tell her that it's fine. He's fine and that she doesn't really need to get anything but when she's already up and saying that, it'd be weird to protest.

He looks over his shoulder as she moves to the kitchen, flexing his jaw a little once she won't be looking because ow... what an idiotic thing to do, yet somehow it seems fitting. The ache is dulling down now, at least.

Only he has to double take at what she says. ] I--what? [ And you think of him as strange???

He reaches for the glass, taking a sip. It stings a little, but it helps get rid of the taste of blood in his mouth. ]

[ she laughs hard, but not to the point of being boisterous. once she's set back her glass on the table, she beams at him rather proudly. ]

An apple. Because of your hair-- [ and she stops. she's realised how childish she's being, and then she shakes her head. ] Nevermind.

[ What is even going on anymore? His hand reaches up for his hair, wondering if some of it is sticking up or something and just???

He's a little offended. ] There's nothing wrong with my hair?!

[ oh god, she didn't mean to offend him, so she backtracks. waving her hands defensively, she shakes her head. ]

There isn't! Just- the shape of your hair is- [ and she lets out a very loud grumble. ] can't I have this one? I meant it in a good way!

[ How on earth does anything you burst into laughter for be meant in a good way? He slowly shakes his head, looking at her as though she's crazy. ]

Whatever pleases you... [ Weirdo. ] ...even as something as strange as that.

[ He hasn't let go of his hair now though, not really. One hand is still trying to brush it aside or something. ]

It wasn't an insult.

[ and she won't stop saying it until he gets it through his thick skull. she really didn't mean to say anything bad about his hair. ]

Apples are cute.

[ ?!?!?!?!

then she just looks away, cheeks puffed. ]

[ Return of Squirrethena...

He freezes in place when she says that then turns away. It really has taken him these long five to ten minutes for it to sink in that she actually didn't mean it in a bad way. Who thinks of being called like an apple as a cute thing though?

He can't help it, he drags his hand down his face to laugh into his palm, trying to muffle it. ]

What kind of compliment is that?

What did you want me to say?!

[ in an attempt to hide how uncomfortable she is with this, she begins to play with her hair. her fingers run through her ginger hair, and as if she's forced-- ]

I already said you look nice.

[ Ah... this went in a circle to the start of this and last time he let her just move on. It's a bit difficult to do that now though, considering it's like there's an elephant in the room when she finishes with that and the only noise is the television playing the movie.

He sucks in a breath, which is probably ineffective as his hand is still covering his mouth. Other than that he doesn't really move, but his heart is racing now, thudding hard against his ribs and his lungs feel tight.

It hangs in the air.

He lets his hand drop, pulls up his knees to rest his wrists on the top. He can still see the tv through a gap but... this is more to cool his own nerves. ]

Thanks. [ It's still super silent, and really this might make things worse but. ] I had help. I needed help. Uh-- [ It's way too rushed compared to how he started talking. ] Apparently.

[ Yes, that's the word he chooses to end with. ]

You know, [ she clears her throat.

okay, she's trying to act confident to settle her nerves. she's already told him that he looks nice, but saying it again just felt stupid. and this is probably going to be one of those moments that she thinks about at night and it's the reason why she can't sleep. because she's a doodoo brain. ] there's this guy in the movie who gets a complete makeover, too.

[ YEAH, SWITCH BACK TO THE MOVIE. clearly the best way to get rid of the uneasiness in the air. ]

Looks like you can relate to this movie by a little bit!

[ no athena... why do you have to keep mouthing weird things... ]

[ Well the good thing she probably could tell from that is that it's something he likes to hear. He suffered a lot for this, Athena. Please understand that. Vietnam is a slave driver. ]

As long as it isn't the jerk, that isn't too bad.

[ Sorry he's just as useless right now. ]

[ it's not suffering when you end up looking fabulous in the end, though?!?!?!? ah... thank god these are in brackets.

she pulls her bangs back to show her forehead, and then she says-- ]

No way, you'd look like this if you did.

[ At the time carrying ?? many bags while being dragged from shop to shop it sure was suffering. But ah.

When she pulls up her bangs though he can't help but smile at her. ]

So the trick to look like a jerk is to have your forehead showing, or look like you? [ 100% teasing. ]

Hey!

[ she lifts an arm high up, a pillow in her hand. she's not going to hit him with it, though.

she pouts and embraces the pillow again, visibly annoyed. ]

I meant have your hair slicked back.

[ Even if she isn't going to he instinctively holds up both hands, just in case he needs to block.

When she drops the pillow to hug the pillow to herself he reaches for the corner of it, plucking it so it looks more square like and less like it's been squished to death. ]

I know. Sorry. For what it's worth you never look like a jerk.

[ Except for when she's hitting him. ]

I'm not a jerk.

[ and she tries to sink herself into the couch again. she feels stupid now. ]

[ Well she is stupid. Sometimes. But so is he.

Which is why he says something that will probably only make things even more awkward. ]

You're definitely not a jerk. Except for when you hit me, but I think we're even on that one.

[ Deep even breaths. Deep even-- who is he kidding there is nothing calm about this moment. If she's listening properly she'll understand that his heart and head are a mess of nerves right now. ]

You're too beautiful inside and out for that to be true.

[ Only he isn't looking at her when he says it, staring hard at the television so he doesn't have to see her expression because. Just.

Something.

How much time is even left on this movie? It's probably only been 30-45 minutes and they're stuck in the purgatory of awkwardness. ]

[ athena's reply would usually be something like "of course i am", but this conversation has set her in a Mood and she can't even bear to watch the movie anymore until this whole situation is fixed. until she hears nothing but a clear melody. one that's jovial, or at least nothing like what she's hearing now. ]

You're just saying that.

[ she's heard other people say it to her before, and their hearts definitely weren't making strange noises. ]

But okay.

[ Their hearts probably weren't being pulled into this weird mix of feelings where he wants to shake her for not listening and reading between the lines but also to go back to how they were sat before because it was warm and comfortable.

More comfortable than this, somehow.

He doesn't know how to make this better. Don't girls usually like to be told stuff like that? Don't they like gifts of beautiful things and being told that they're special? He doesn't know how this even sounds to her, but considering how it's messing up his head, he imagines it can't be easy to deal with. ]

Give me your hand. [ Is what he says instead, holding his own out, palm up. ]

[ she's reluctant now to even do anything especially reach out, but she concedes. she holds out her own, though is she supposed to put it on his? well, whatever. she doesn't do it, since she'd hate to assume. ]

There.

[ He gives her a look when she doesn't actually do it, and while he isn't offended like he was before, it hurts a little. Still, after a moment he takes her hand, pressing his palm to the back of hers and pulling her hand in. He doesn't stop until her hand is flat against his chest, over his heart. He looks her straight in the eye. ]

I don't want you to listen to whatever you can hear right now. I want you to feel this instead.

[ E m b a r r a s s i n g . ] If I really was just saying it, would it be like this?

[ His heart definitely sped up as soon as her hand was pushed against it, and as soon as he's done saying it he looks down instead. He has no idea if she's going to listen to what he's saying or not but it's worth trying. ]

[ she looks at him and his dumb eyes, and when he looks down, she's still looking at the same point.

she bites her lip then looks down, too, not really sure what she should be saying now. so she says nothing, but does what she's told instead.

except she can't ignore what she's hearing. the sound is different now. a bit up tempo, in fact, a bit too fast for a normal heart rate. though she doesn't exactly have to listen to it to be able to figure it out. ]

What are you nervous about?

Edited 2016-02-24 19:08 (UTC)

[ While she bites her lip, he ends up sucking his entire bottom lip into his mouth. It's short lived as he lets out one breathy laugh. ]

It's new. [ He breathes out. ] Everything is new, really. I'm a little overwhelmed, though I doubt many people really notice it. It--um--it definitely isn't bad quite the opposite really but I wouldn't have dreamed of anything like this at home.

You're warm. This--this--is warm. [ He gently squeezes her hand. ] I really don't know what I'm doing. My job--my destiny--is to save Camelot, keep Arthur safe while he gets all the glory and the girls so--

[ He just cringes a little at himself then. ] This is really weird for me to say, isn't it?

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you're being so rude after all the effort vietnam put into this (nottalking)

oh really

sweats

sweats just as much...

lays down

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62 hrs later i fix this tag smh...

smh?!?!?!?