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He had nothing to do with that, he swears!
Though, now that he knows what she thinks--NOT THAT HE”S THE ONE WHO ASKED--he might have to start putting more thought into it.
Not that he had anything to do with it. You have no proof otherwise.
K (YEEE~
@cxrsedsilenceZero had managed to catch Nix by the wrist, holding it loosely and drawing her hand up to his mouth, he placed a gentle kiss on her palm. Resting his free hand on her waist, he placed a kiss upon her wrist as he pulled her closer to him and soon turned his attentions to her face, showering kisses everywhere but her lips. Her cheeks, her jawline, the tip of her nose, her forehead--he somehow managed to dip his head down low enough to kiss her neck all without releasing neither her wrist nor waist. For just a moment, it seems he’s finally going to actually kiss her, but then he instead releases her wrist and wraps his arms about her waist, tugging her close into an embrace.
“Gods,” He exhaled the word, almost as if he had been holding his breath: as if he still can’t believe Nix cared for him the way he does for her. “You’re amazing. You know that, right?”
"Did I.. hear you correctly, Zero?" Nix asked, apparently overhearing the latest in his argument with the masked figures. She stared at him, the surprise clear on her face. A light blush was present on her cheeks as she stood there before. "You.. have er.. feelings..?"
Zero froze up–Nix had overheard all of that? He stared at her–not that staring was anything new, of course, she had always been finding ways to amaze him–uncertaintainty plainly displayed. Zero always pretended to be so confident, the people around him loved to throw the words arrogant, cocky, self centered around, but in truth… he had never been less sure of himself. Dumbly, he nods.
“… Is that a problem, Nix?” While he couldn’t… make himself stop feeling this way, if it was what she wished he could… try to detach from her, pull away. The last thing he wanted was for her to be uncomfortable.
