Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āā;Ā Ā Ā āEmbarrassment coats the features of the titan shifter, and it makes him pause. She went out of her way to actuallyĀ bakeĀ him something. Fingers fidget, and he takes slow strides to the kitchen. It smells heavenly, andĀ wonderfulĀ and it melts his heart to know that she did this for him. Itās a pause, a hesitant moment before the looming male leans over, wrapping his arms around the woman and drawing her in close. āT-Thank you, so much. This ā This really means a lot.ā Perhaps this birthday wouldnāt beā¦terrible.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āćāćGrin spreads across her lips, reassuring pats set on his back over and over again. Heās a sweet kid, what can she say? āOi, itās nothing. Youāre one more year to being legal, so weāve gotta celebrate it, okay?ā she pulls herself from his grip, chooses to run slim digits through dark hair. She uncovers baked sweet, topped with a couple fruit. āGot what we could. Braunās a sweetie, he helped me with getting all of this. I didnāt know what was your favourite so I went with vanilla. Itās a bit easier to obtain than other things. Sorry about that,ā as she speaks, she cuts him a slice, sets it on the table for him. Hands clasp together, and she watches with wide eyes, waiting for him to eat.