post of shame

[psycholawgy]

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don't kill me

[sortileges]

[ Go ahead and ship to your heart's content, shipper queen. He's trying to not laugh at how into it she gets, watching for her reactions more than the play itself. She's mesmorising.

Everything about her.

He might not be able to listen to heart's like she can, but it feels as though right now she's glowing because of how she acts and sounds. It's just a feeling, but ... he wants to believe that this shows how happy she is.

His head flops down against hers, and considering she couldn't tell what he was writing before he writes to write out I wish I could marry you slowly and taking his time onto her leg. Her hand isn't always in the same place anymore so it's easier this way, and he can just concentrate on how she makes his heart pound. ]

STARTS CRYING

[psycholawgy]

[ sweats

she still can't tell what he's writing?!?!?!? merlin if you want to tell her something just tell her... gosh. . .

not that she'd react the way you want her to, but ah...

she squirms a bit, laughing. ] Hey, that tickles. [ but it doesn't seem like she's stopping him. and she's noticed that he isn't really paying that much attention to the play, and while it doesn't worry her that much, she still wants to know why. ]

Are you okay? Do you want to go home?

hands you a tissue...

[sortileges]

[ He wouldn't expect a positive reaction after what England told him, don't worry. He's just used to things being different, where you didn't have to wait forever to express love like this. Or it feels like that, anyway.

He shifts only a little and stops with his finger, letting his hand rest there instead. ]

Sorry. I'm fine. I don't want you to miss something important.

[ He'll just play with the hem of his jacket instead, unable to stay still for this long apparently. ]

continues to sob

[psycholawgy]

[ it's good that he's happy, and she can definitely hear it, but it's bothering her that he can't seem to watch what's happening. ]

You don't like it? The play, I mean.

gives... a handkerchief?!

[sortileges]

It isn't that either. [ This isn't going to plan!!! ] Your reactions are just ...better.

thank u

[psycholawgy]

[ merlin, what does that even mean?!?!?!? ]

If you want to leave, just tell me, okay?

[ honestly, she'd rather curl up with him when it's both of them having fun and not just her in this place 8( ]

yw uwu

[sortileges]

I will. [ Though a good question, he just feels like he can get more emotion out of it by following how she reacts than the play itself... ah.

She's just so expressive??? and empathetic. Warm. He can't say more without embarrassing her though. ]

[psycholawgy]

[ well, she'll try to watch the play again, but honestly her eyes keep darting back to him to see if he's okay and if he's watching... does he really think this play is boring? what is he even thinking?

times like these she wished she had magic or something so she could hear what he was thinking. ]

[sortileges]

[ He tries to keep his eyes ahead this time though, but really it's probably more that the spa made him too relaxed to take it all in. He isn't really paying attention even though his watching, but hopefully doing this will get him more intune with it.




Only he's missed 3/4 of it already. Ah. ]

[psycholawgy]

[ well, at least he doesn't have to wait long for it to end now?! and they're probably close to the final scene, anyway... and it's making athena tear up again. god, why. ]

This is so cool...

[ who knew alien stories could touch her in the kokoro ]

[sortileges]

[ Yeah, who knew? Though really it makes sense these kinds of stories span different species. He lets her go along for the emotional ride, only moving when the curtains close for good. He had started to doze off honestly, but managed to catch himself just in time. ]

A good choice?

[ Well she seems to have experienced every emotion possible?! ]

[psycholawgy]

What do you mean good?

[ a pause. ]

That was great! And I didn't even see a naked alien man this time around!

[sortileges]

[ Well, great is definitely better than good, but it's hard to comment on that when he's laughing at the rest. Ah. ]

It could have been worse? [ The naked alien man... not... the play. ]

We should be able to get a taxi back as well, they aren't that expensive compared to the train, and I don't feel like walking after the spa.

[ ...also he's just being lazy. ]

[psycholawgy]

[ oh!! oh!! this is her chance to try and make up for today! ]

Do you want me to pay for the taxi? I-- You've spent so much already.

[sortileges]

...I... [ He presses his lips together, holding back a laugh. ] Don't think that the taxi is going to matter much anymore.

[psycholawgy]

[ sweats... well. . . this is awkward. ]

W- Well! I need to make it up to you somehow!

[sortileges]

You don't have to, the whole point of this was to show you how grateful I am that you didn't go away after everything. I mean... you hit me, but that was deserved.

[ He moves to pull her to her feet. ]

Just be with me, that's all I want.

[psycholawgy]

[ she feels bad now :( but she'll try to cheer up, at least. and this is just fueling her to make more surprises for him, so at least that's something. ]

I... I can do that. If that's what you want.

[sortileges]

[ Good... give him more cute handmade surprises tbh. ]

That's what I want. Shall we go home now?

[ "Home"... ah ]

[psycholawgy]

[ IF ONLY THAT WERE HER HOME TOO... ]

Y- Yeah, let's go.

[ she definitely wants to lie down after all this.

but ah... before that, definitely clinging onto his arm again as they exit the theatre. ]

[sortileges]

[ Well she has a drawer there now... close enough.

He makes no complaint about her clinging onto his arm though, instead leaning to kiss her cheek before they leave the booth. He picks up their bags then heads outside to hopefully find another taxi. Not like it takes too long with how busy Cerealia is at times.

It's only when they're tucked inside and have given the destination that he turns to her again. ]

So on a scale of 1 to 10... how did today go?

[psycholawgy]

[ well, seeing as they have no place else to go, she puts widget back on once they're in the taxi. it lights up immediately, but doesn't say anything. (thank god.) ]

I have to rate it? What for?

[ she doesn't let him answer, though, because she's continuing straight away. ]

I guess I'd give it a hundred. I think that's fair enough.

[sortileges]

I just... [ He waits for her to get comfy again, picks at his trousers and tie. ] ...wanted to make sure you were happy with it. That they were good choices. It isn't like either of them really exist where I'm from so-- [ ...Now he's just flustered. ]

[psycholawgy]

[ oh no... he's so cute... ]

Don't think about it too much. I'm always happy when I'm with you, okay?

[sortileges]

[ You think that now--wait. But no really this whole day was organised to make her happy, to spoil her and treat her. He won't be able to for a while now, not like this anyway, but he feels pleased with himself. ] I hope you will be now anyway.