#*delsin.

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continued. || @divinitybreathed

          “ awh - what the f-- ” he stops himself as teeth rest upon bottom lip , a hiss of air being released in the first syllables of an otherwise unfriendly word.  he’s been shunned for saying such things before but it’s never seemed to fully stop him , however - to spare himself another smack to wrack his brain , delsin shuts his mouth.  right hand rubs at the area of attack.  he frowns.

          “ you’re the one who thought it would be a good idea to even help , ” that younger sibling attitude , body slouching back in his chair with a bit of a thud.  he sinks into it , long legs nearly pushing the table into reggie’s gut.  “ asshole. ”

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gives del boy a big smooch / vallllll

          much like any humorous cartoon would be , the second their lips meet , the welling of redness beneath his skin is rising to the surface.  delsin manages to catch the beanie from sliding off his head at the last minute with a clumsy right hand , wide - eyes softening , fluttering to a close after a moment of awe.  there’s no time to fix what’s already past the point of no return , and delsin slides the beanie from his head with the last few seconds of hope there ever was to save it , and instead reaches around to slip it onto hers.