[ ...is he disappointed they won't be doing it in here? There's no relief anyway, and his mind at least doesn't linger on it - mostly for the embarrassing way that Inigo continues to talk about it. I've been looking forward to it, with a face that'd melt butter if it got too close.
But, that doesn't mean it's truly gone from his mind. Tidus doesn't know what to say to that confession, but he looks over to the glass walls, the doors, gets up with an obvious look about him like he's doing something. Getting ready to leave? As he walks over that way, stops where the curtain shows through into the hallway... and draws it over, from wall to over the doors.
He turns back around, looking at Inigo with some hesitance of his own, but settling his gaze on him. ]
You know... you could've asked me in a sexier way. [ Not that he's going for any coy or smooth tones right now, out of his element, but Tidus slowly approaches Inigo, hands coming to loosely rest on his arms. Voice kept low, private. ] You know... like with some kissing. Messing around.
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But, that doesn't mean it's truly gone from his mind. Tidus doesn't know what to say to that confession, but he looks over to the glass walls, the doors, gets up with an obvious look about him like he's doing something. Getting ready to leave? As he walks over that way, stops where the curtain shows through into the hallway... and draws it over, from wall to over the doors.
He turns back around, looking at Inigo with some hesitance of his own, but settling his gaze on him. ]
You know... you could've asked me in a sexier way. [ Not that he's going for any coy or smooth tones right now, out of his element, but Tidus slowly approaches Inigo, hands coming to loosely rest on his arms. Voice kept low, private. ] You know... like with some kissing. Messing around.