- Uhm...
You said that, but... You're not much of a flirt.
Plus, flirting with him ? Are you sure ?
That sounds risky... You'd better know how to end this right.
Aah, what to say, what to say ?
You're taking so much time figuring what to say that you're scared Scaramouche snaps out of it.
So you say the first thing that you see, and that you can arrange in a... Flirty way ?
- You look cute, like this. You should lower your guards more often when you're around me.
Uhm... Surely you can add something here.
After all, you're trying to make me fall for you, right ?
You have a happy smile on your face, forced, but it's doing the job.
You look almost genuinely sweetened by his expression.
Scaramouche is silent.
The slit in his mouth widened, and he looks truly caught off guards. The blush on his cheeks show he was in a pleasant way.
This is actually cute.
You've never seen him having any expression than his mischievous one. Or his annoyed one. Or angry one. Or predatory one.
It never seemed genuine. His feelings never seemed genuine.
He always looked like he prepared the way he'd act, what he'd say...
Even if he really wanted to make you fall for him... You could never look through him.
Seeing someone always looking down at you so defenseless, well, it's actually cute.
Maybe your smile isn't that faked.
But, this still is awkward.
O. Keep going.
P. Leave it at that.
YOU ARE READING
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