💕 iF ITS OK
Signed; “Thank you for the meal!”
Places her spoon down, a satisfied, warm smile to him. Wipes her mouth politely, places the napkin down and gently scoots her chair out, and reaches for her plate as if to take it to clean it…But he takes it first. He’s being polite to her again, she finds, blinking; surprised.
Stands from her chair, signing; she can take it to the sink herself. She adds; it is enough that he is willing to prepare food for her. Let her do the cleanup. He refuses with simple shakes of his head. Pouting; even in the simplest of forms, she sees not why she needs to receive help. He sighs a second later; why?
“Ah….” The noise she cannot hear leaves her mouth. She blinks slowly, looking down to her hand now in grasp of his own. Could she be…………
It happens; Her lips gently placing against his own in his surprising movement. Unsure; unaware of what this meant. “Mm…” More noises; noises she cannot hear, yet it does not matter. The plate is placed down. She wraps her arms around his neck. It is good.
She loves; and she loves him. She finds it now, through a simple moment. He seems surprised; did he not expect it to go far? Or to go well, for the same matter?
It does not matter. She is happy. ♡