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Send “´͈ ᵕ `͈” for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly holding their hand.
“All that’s missing is holding hands now.”
Words carelessly left his lips in a half-hearted joke as Sinbad regarded the teen who now had a ice-cream cone in ‘her’ hands. He had meant for it to be naught but a teasing remark, one that should have been simply brushed off at their current situation – a coincidental meeting that resulted in the male inviting the other out for ice-cream and a stroll.
He had not expected that ‘she’ would have reciprocated in this manner, her hands now grasped tight against his own. He was stunted for a moment, deciding an appropriate response as soft skin brushed his that were rough and calloused. The difference was stark, and Sinbad couldn’t help but admire the other’s more delicate features.
“So, this makes it a date now?” He laughed softly, taking it all in stride as he continued to lead the other on their stroll, his tone suggesting nothing but harmless humor. “Let’s just hope we don’t run out of luck and meet paparazzi, hmm?”
