He's not convinced. I sigh. I can't get through to him. He looks at me. I can tell he doesn't like the situation.
"Don't be so worried spec, no matter what happens, I'll be ok. I want to stick with you spec. Even if I get sick I'll heal eventually." I explain
He sighs but smiles.
"Alright... Just stop making those damn puppy dog eyes" he gave in
"Aww... Do you not like them?" I ask
He gets up and changes the subject. He's blushing. How cute
Spec's pov of cagney:
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Cagney's pov:
As we walk through the second isle I pull out some peanut butter crackers to snack upon. Noticing his curiosity, I pull one out to offer spec.
"Hm? Are you hungry?" I ask
"Uh um..." It looks like he got caught off guard
"S-sorry" I say without really knowing why
He takes the cracker and munches on it.
Wait... WAIT... Hes a ghost... And I'm a dumbass. I try to get my mind off of that embarrassment
Jazz comes on the radio. I'm unfamiliar with this song. Spec hums it. He seems to know it well. I get up and invite him to dance. We have trouble dancing together at first, simply because we haven't done this, but we figured it out. After a few songs I sit down for a moment. We laugh together.
My head hurts. My eyes are glowing. What the hell just happened? Was I daydreaming?! Ow... Dammit
"What's wrong? You alright?" Spec asks
Before I can respond he seems to realize what just happened.
"It's probably a side effect..." He explains
"Side effect? Of...?" I ask
"Remember when I replaced your eyes? Well... It seems to uh...well...the eyes have certain effects and... You may have experienced them..." He explains nervously
