🍁 - (itsfoolproof)
@itsfoolproof♥*♡+:｡.｡🍁｡.｡:+♡*♥ Zenyatta didn’t expect the lanky arms of the other to wrap around them and lift them from the chair but they let it happen, clinging to Jamison to rid of the feeling that he would drop them.〝Jamison。 Put me down, silly。〞 A soft laugh slips past their tan lips while they speak. Zen let’s Jamison carry them around, unaware of his plan but they don’t struggle, content with the position and not wanting to fall away to the ground. But the falling sensation rose yet again when Jamison Leaned over the pile of brightly colored leaves and released his grip on Zenyatta. A small gasp erupts from the monk when they drop but it quickly drowns out into laughter when they hit the soft pile, the dried leaves crunching under them from the impact. Zen shakes their head and gazes up at him a moment before tossing a handful of leaves at him with a little giggle. The leaves were more of a distraction while they grab a hold of his arm and tug the blonde into the pile beside them.〝Karma, Jamison。。 〞 They state simply while their smile widens and they let their hands fiddle with the leaves around them.
