“I heard someone say something about hats so... what’s up? Is there a special or something?”

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“I heard someone say something about hats so... what’s up? Is there a special or something?”
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“N-no. I just went into the wrong room, I thought this was the hot spring itself.” How had he made such a simple mistake? Now the two of them were standing there in just towels with Kai’s cheeks becoming red from the sight before him, slowly edging away from Mimi and back towards the door.
“Make me”
“Mimi, you’re really being--”
And he interrupts his own thoughts. Beautiful, that’s what’s on the tip of his tongue. He wants to say it to, needs to -- someone has to. But she’s looking at him so defiantly, it’s a challenge.
He swoops in and brushes against her lips for a moment. She tenses beneath him. He smiles, because now he has the upper hand.
“A brat. A cute one.”
★ five times my muse though yours looked breath-taking, and the one time they voice it.
★ five times my muse though yours looked breath-taking, and the one time they voice it.
❝I was blessed with beauty & rage.❞
‘ And I was blessed with the stunning combo of awkward wit anddark circles under my eyes. I think coffee would help both of us - later though, after we get through this mess. ’
The slush of their bodies paddling through pink goo (the sound much less poetic than a bird flapping it’s wings), arms raised slightly above the substance in attempts to get the least amount of gunk on themselves as possible. Mess referred to the slime they were waist deep in - or, more accurately, the abundance of Numemon excrement that was guarding the path to the closest safe house.
His lips revert back into an arch of concentration, the smile heshared with her now dampened by the effort to not stumble in the thickness that threatened to drag them under. It’s gross, their predicament, but he’s gained the virtue of adaptability when it comes to anything the digital world might throw his way.
Besides, nightfall’s approaching, and they don’t have the company of digimon on their side - meaning they’re being watched, have a target on their back. So, shelter. The way is quick, but not favorable.