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“I’ll be depending on you from now on, Obi.”
Happy Valentines Day, @claudeng80 !! ♡♡
"Hey! You must be a new here?" They offer their hand, only catching their word slip a few moments later." I mean you must be new here? Sorry, I'm still learning Hangul. I'm Nico. Welcome here."
“O-Oh!” Well, the giant, Sharpie-scribble covered box probably gave it away. Damian flushed, quickly setting the box under his new desk -- his own desk! wow! -- so he could brush off his hands and take the other’s. Switching to English, which tended to be most others’ first language, he smiled sweetly. “I am new here, and don’t worry about it. It’s hard, but not nearly as hard as English.”
“Is there a reason you’re gnawing on me?”
* Non-Romantic Fluff Starters ! Accepting !
“Maybe.” He answered more than vaguely, looking up from where he’d had Magnus’ arm draped over his shoulders, and was lightly biting the skin around/of his forearm. It was more boredom than anything – And, maybe a very slight suggestion to a developing oral fixation. Oops? “And I wouldn’t call it gnawing, per se. I’m barely nibbling. Like puppy flea bites. Shut up and watch your show.”
“You. Me. Movie marathon. Get all the snacks you can carry.”
* Non-Romantic Fluff Starters ! Accepting !
Movie marathons with Chloe were always the best. She had the best collection, the comfiest couch, warmest blankets– all that was missing was the best snacks, which Damian could certainly provide. So minutes after getting the text, he had a bag stuffed with candies and “gourmet” popcorn, and was en route to his favourite semi-monthly tradition.
And thus, sprawled out on the couch, he lazily petted the purple hair resting on his shoulder and offered it’s owner gummies and mini-cookies. “This is such a good movie. I really hope none of the dogs die, though. Because if the dogs die, I cry.”
Galaxies. `smiles; Thought I'd return the favor and have you also do a cluster.
*Send a space thing for questions — ! *Accepting — !
Milky Way: Who’s your oldest friend?
I’d say...Steven? Or...maybe Aven. Yeah, Aven. They’ve both been around for awhile. No idea how they still stand me, honestly.
Andromeda: Do you consider yourself social?
( Answered — ! )
Black Eye Galaxy: Do you believe in love at first sight?
( Answered — ! )
Cartwheel Galaxy: When was your first kiss?
{*He’s blushing, admittedly pretty hard, and trying to avoid the question.} Man...so long...ago...It was just...what was the question...?
Cigar Galaxy: How’s your flirting skills?
You, is that...that your hair? It looks great. Really, wow. ( not good. )