/grins and takes your grumble as a win- only to blink in confusion when you manage to pat my hat, wondering why your hand didn’t pass through/ babies sleep best with full tummies. /nods and plays with the ribbons of my hat, inwardly cooing at your sleepy state; knowing it’s not easy for you to run this place/ run along, tiny. Shoo.
*my amusement thats matching yours fade into a grumble when you mention Haein and his fruit basket*
I'll pass. *hands a hand up before I lower it to land atop your hat and pat you on it* i ate. Actually im struggling to stay awake through this food coma. On a second note, I probably should give in to sleep. *retracts my hand to myself to rub my face*
Yep. /pops the ‘p’ and tries to bite back a smile, eyes sparkling with amusement despite trying to act stern/ I’ll have beautiful haein arrest you if you haven’t. He’ll feed you fruits.
*raises a brow at your stance*
Is this an interrogation, sir? *just then takes note of the red bucket hat and how much younger you look, easily distinguishing you the baby between us, I hold back a smile*
hi meto! /beams brightly and waves in meto's direction before trailing off at Lucas's suggestion... instantly grabbing his hand to pull him out of the room, waving to meto/
bye meto!
you? no. me? always.
/grins cheekily when my chest meets yours and tips my bucket hat up to keep you in my view, arms loosely wrapping around your neck, fingers sinking into your hair/
I like our practice sessions. a lot.
*eyes you down, twirling the ribbon around my finger and then dropping it when you kissed me and bringing you towards me by your hips*
So you saying I could use some practice?
/widens my eyes at the insinuation, squinting playfully after/ maybe we can consider it as extra practice?
/bounces up to steal a quick kiss from your lips/ kidding!