HarijTheMoth
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Kirishima freely laughed at Katsuki's struggle to keep his neutral face, not really bothered if others saw him laughing or showing emotion. He couldn't not do that, especially if he was trying to have a good time. There was a time and place for everything, and being completely serious for him was not a time for a place like a banquet unless it came down to it, like a few moments ago. He reached over, gently knocking Katsuki's shoulder with a first. "What! I'm just tellin' ya the truth, I would!"
He grinned more only to turn to where he looked at. He glanced back to Katuski as he seemed to hide behind them giving a look between the prince and the group of children. "Them?! They're the gremlins?!" He gasped, a sudden excitement filling his eyes and tone of voice. Children! Ei let out a soft noise, shiting where he stood. It'd been forever since he had seen a group of kids!! He stared after them for a moment longer until saw movement from his peripheral as the flower girl walked over. He tilted his head curiously, furrowing his eyebrows as to what Katsuki was doing.
He was somewhat slow in handing over the crumpled rose as if he was confused as to what Katsuki was doing. He made a face as aAtsuki apologized, eyeing the new, fresh rose in his hand as Kats handed it to him. His heart pounded in his chest as he felt the heat rise to his face slightly. Nervousness suddenly crashed over him as he let his mind wander to what he had promised himself minutes before. He swallowed, pressing his lips together as his breathing shook a little. Okay. He's got this. He needed to prove a point, but it was also so much more than that. He ...genuinely wanted to hand this rose off. He had since Momo mentioned it. Before Shinso had even challenged him that he wouldn't be able to hand off the rose and get Katsuki to dance. He just...just needed to work past his nerves.
But what if he rejected it? OR ... or...laughed at him? Closing his eyes, he shook away the thought and inhaled deep enough that his stomach sucked in. When he exhaled, he gripped the flower a little tight and then slowly held it out back to Katsuki. His eyes opened slowly as the blush on his face darkened. "....Keep it." His voice caught in his throat, breath hitching. Why was this so much more nerve-wracking than he thought it to be?! It was just a flower and just a dance! A dance... a dance only...a dance that only close friends or significant others did. Oh gods, oh gods he was already regretting this before Katsuki even had a chance to respond, feeling it creep up along with heavy doubt. Eijiro swallowed thickly, averting his own gaze to the side, staring at the floor. That was a really nice floor. Had they polished it before the ball? Wonder what kind of stone that was...it was pretty.
He grinned more only to turn to where he looked at. He glanced back to Katuski as he seemed to hide behind them giving a look between the prince and the group of children. "Them?! They're the gremlins?!" He gasped, a sudden excitement filling his eyes and tone of voice. Children! Ei let out a soft noise, shiting where he stood. It'd been forever since he had seen a group of kids!! He stared after them for a moment longer until saw movement from his peripheral as the flower girl walked over. He tilted his head curiously, furrowing his eyebrows as to what Katsuki was doing.
He was somewhat slow in handing over the crumpled rose as if he was confused as to what Katsuki was doing. He made a face as aAtsuki apologized, eyeing the new, fresh rose in his hand as Kats handed it to him. His heart pounded in his chest as he felt the heat rise to his face slightly. Nervousness suddenly crashed over him as he let his mind wander to what he had promised himself minutes before. He swallowed, pressing his lips together as his breathing shook a little. Okay. He's got this. He needed to prove a point, but it was also so much more than that. He ...genuinely wanted to hand this rose off. He had since Momo mentioned it. Before Shinso had even challenged him that he wouldn't be able to hand off the rose and get Katsuki to dance. He just...just needed to work past his nerves.
But what if he rejected it? OR ... or...laughed at him? Closing his eyes, he shook away the thought and inhaled deep enough that his stomach sucked in. When he exhaled, he gripped the flower a little tight and then slowly held it out back to Katsuki. His eyes opened slowly as the blush on his face darkened. "....Keep it." His voice caught in his throat, breath hitching. Why was this so much more nerve-wracking than he thought it to be?! It was just a flower and just a dance! A dance... a dance only...a dance that only close friends or significant others did. Oh gods, oh gods he was already regretting this before Katsuki even had a chance to respond, feeling it creep up along with heavy doubt. Eijiro swallowed thickly, averting his own gaze to the side, staring at the floor. That was a really nice floor. Had they polished it before the ball? Wonder what kind of stone that was...it was pretty.
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