Mar 5, 2015
Ok, ok, so I missed Munday...
...and I look surprisingly cute today w/my new glasses, and I owe selfies to my friends. My face is under the read more (also don't mind my lack of expression I'm extremely tired).
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Ok, ok, so I missed Munday...
...and I look surprisingly cute today w/my new glasses, and I owe selfies to my friends. My face is under the read more (also don't mind my lack of expression I'm extremely tired).
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ignitxs
When he had connected the number on the slip clutched between his fingers to the face of the woman across the circle from him, an unwelcome flush rushed across his face. He wasn’t exactly nervous about the fact that his partner was Gogo, this wasn’t the first time after all, but he was nervous because he had a feeling he wouldn’t be able to get away with some chaste affection in the dark like he had in the past.
Clearing his throat, he rose and led the way into the closet with a chorus of wolf whistles and other teasing following close behind. A soft sigh of relief escaped him when the door had effectively cut off the sounds of their friends. Nervous amber eyes sought out her vague outline in the near-darkness that engulfed them.
"We, uh, we have to give them something, right?” he murmured. Not giving her much of a chance to respond, due mostly to his own desire not to lose his nerve rather than an inclination against being a gentleman, he caught her chin in his hand. Another soft inhalation was his only cue to her something was happening before he pressed his lips against hers.
He only let it last a moment, though, before he pulled back, hand dropping awkwardly back to his side. He didn’t want to make her uncomfortable, but this was what they were supposed to do for this ridiculous game, wasn’t it?
"S-sorry, I just figured…"
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This wasn't the first time their group had played the game associated with drunken escapades and with forcing unlikely couples into tight spaces. It'd been an evening event a few times with others in the lab and Gogo had been lucky enough to avoid being picked for the most part. Chaste moments were different than the ones locked up in closets. They were cast into darkness and she was nervous all of a sudden. Why, she didn't know. Just that her heart was racing and her friends were outside of the door, a chorus of laughter reminding her that this was going to be used as torture for quite some time following. Honey know about the long-standing affection the speedster had developed for the robotics major. This would be a good source of ammunition for her. She was going to respond to his words, going to say that yes, they would want to know for sure that it'd not been a wasted time spent in the closet. Seven minutes of time spent doing what people their age were supposed to enjoy so much. Gogo's breath caught in her throat as he tilted her face upward and their lips collided. She couldn't halt her own reaction - the instinct to press her lips back against his. It was so nice to feel him right there, even if it was only for such a stupid dare. ❝ Right. Just for the game. Of course. It's important to make sure they know what we're doing, huh? ❞
ignitxs
Her utterance went unnoticed until the addition of her weight and his failure to prepare for it had him nearly falling face first into the mess of papers and parts scattered across his desk. The shift shocked him to awareness, and his fingers clutched the edge to keep them both upright. He adjusted, muscles flexing and loosening so he could continue to support her, not totally willing to push her off.
"You okay there, Gogo?"
She was probably being somewhat of a pest but Gogo had made up her mind to hang around with Tadashi for a short while. Her own work had been driving her crazy and her equations were a jumble of numbers that were just irritating her. Her arms snaked around his neck slowly and her face leaned into his hair. He was keeping her up and she was happy to stay there. ❝ Yes, you were cold. I decided to warm you up. ❞ They both knew that wasn't true and yet she didn't move. ❝ You getting very far, Tadashi? ❞