[ laces ] your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc . + [ clean ] your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc . feel free to specify what and how .
“hey,” freddie mutters after dina, shoving the last brownie piece in her mouth as if a legendary brownie monster’s chasing her, eager to steal the delicious homemade dessert, specially baked for the occasion. not a birthday cake, but not a classic valentine’s day gift or meal either, a perfect midpoint for two friends to feast on. “it’s freezing, don’t want you to catch a cold.” chocolate covered lips curl up with an amused smile, she giggles, hazel eyes pointing to the similar brown smudge on dina’s face. mhm. fred doesn’t know how, but she still manages to look... beautiful. “let me get it for you,” don’t lick it, she has to remind herself, friends don’t lick chocolate off each other’s faces. “here,” gently cupping her chin, she glides her thumb across the corner of dina’s lips, cleaning most of the chocolate residue. heart skips a beat, but ignoring the slight tingly feeling in her chest is... easier? safer? she can’t tell. “i like the colour,” smile softens as she carefully zips dina’s coat, watchful of the loose red locks. “now you’re ready to go.”
