[She doesn't flinch back from him, but those sure are more red hearts fluttering up around her, these ones not popping but simply bouncing right off her.]
[Well, now she's tempted, her cheeks flushing at the thought and her eyes going wide, as if she's just been caught doing something she shouldn't have been. Or thinking something she shouldn't have been, as those bubbles rise and rise around her... and he just walks off and leaves her standing there without even a kiss after that!?
She jogs after him, a trail of those hearts following after her, and she shoves them away.]
You know, I'm starting to think these bubbles are your fault.
[What a risky line she is dancing on right now, because the moment he looks at her, more of those hearts burst to life, most of them pink, but a few more red ones are among the mix.
[No, he's definitely doing some magic trick to do this. Some sort of dreamotion.
She grabs hold of his hand and pulls him right back towards her, her arm wrapping around his as she tugs him along. People are definitely staring now as these hearts trail after her, some of them growing bigger and bigger with every step.]
[She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear nervously as they come up to the end of the street, right in front of this creperie and café that she had been admiring their entire walk over.]
[Okay, well, he could have at least offered her a chaste kiss on the cheek or something after all that!? She's left standing there... again... staring at him with a slight look of bewilderment on her face before following after to catch up.]
Reminding you that we are on a date, my dear husband.
[She catches his gaze with hers as she walks a pace ahead of him so that she can open the door.]
[And there goes another one, right from the tip of her nose where he touched her, and this one feels a little warm... Warm and tingly enough that she brings up a hand to her nose before going in after him.]
Um... why don't you grab the orders?
[She's too embarrassed to go up to the counter and do it!!!]
[How is it that no matter where they are or what they are doing, he manages to get that bit of a shudder out of her when he does that? As if that buzz of heat wasn't enough, it's only made worse by the way those hearts continue to filter into the air.
She glances up at him through her lashes before she tips her head away, the stares of the other patrons making her more flustered.]
And a peppermint tea, please.
[Off she goes!!! She's going to go find a table right at the very back!!!]
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[Tifa looks up ahead to the little boutique on the end of the street, right on the corner.]
Do you remember back in Camelot? When we went to those hot springs?
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...Somewhat. Didn't we do that game there, too?
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... Did we? When we got those crepes?
[Because that is what she was thinking!]
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I recall needing to use some wind magic to shield us and something of a crowd.
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[She doesn't flinch back from him, but those sure are more red hearts fluttering up around her, these ones not popping but simply bouncing right off her.]
You'll have to refresh my memory.
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There's a quirk of his lips, turning into more of a smirk as he leans in and just taps his finger against her soft lips.]
Get one of those candy sticks and maybe I will.
[But that's all he does before he pulls back and continues walking.]
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She jogs after him, a trail of those hearts following after her, and she shoves them away.]
You know, I'm starting to think these bubbles are your fault.
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What makes you say that?
[Though he is noticing how she had a reaction after what he did, so he is definitely taking notes. For science.]
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It's just... every time you say or do something, there's more of them!
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[See, he "said something."]
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...
And she gives him a shove in response.]
Stop that! What are you doing?
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I'm not doing anything. I think this might be all on you.
[He has a few pink hearts around him as well, but definitely not as much as her.]
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[No, he's definitely doing some magic trick to do this. Some sort of dreamotion.
She grabs hold of his hand and pulls him right back towards her, her arm wrapping around his as she tugs him along. People are definitely staring now as these hearts trail after her, some of them growing bigger and bigger with every step.]
Anyway! I wanted to get crepes.
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I don't mind it, but don't we always get crepes?
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[Her expression turns a bit sheepish, her cheeks still as red.]
But... that was what we got on our very first trip to the hot springs. Do you remember?
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[A playful grin.]
You'll have to remind me. What kind was it?
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[She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear nervously as they come up to the end of the street, right in front of this creperie and café that she had been admiring their entire walk over.]
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[And just going to suddenly lean in to brush his thumb against the corner of her lips.]
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I also seem to remember how I got it off.
[Her lashes flutter just a bit when she glances up at him.]
But not in front of the shop, Eustace.
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If you say so.
[And then pulls back, smirking before he heads towards the shop.
WELL SHE SAID SO.]
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Reminding you that we are on a date, my dear husband.
[She catches his gaze with hers as she walks a pace ahead of him so that she can open the door.]
You could have just kept it simple.
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I don't think I could.
[Little nose boop before he steps through. Thank you, wife~]
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Um... why don't you grab the orders?
[She's too embarrassed to go up to the counter and do it!!!]
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[And then low against her ear.]
With extra cream?
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She glances up at him through her lashes before she tips her head away, the stares of the other patrons making her more flustered.]
And a peppermint tea, please.
[Off she goes!!! She's going to go find a table right at the very back!!!]
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