quietly brushes his hair away from his eyes, in a soft and delicate manner. " doesn't it... bother you? "
❝Uh…❞ Not even able to form so much as a word, he instead uttered a noise that sounded too breathy and boyish for his liking. But in all fairness, this deed was done when he was momentarily distracted by the maps in front of him. Sitting slanted at a corner, barely even noticing when she approached him, only to feel her long and soft fingers brush his forehead when she moved his silver bangs. The heat beating into his cheeks could not have been fought, pink painting his face lightly as he looked towards her with a flustered expression.
❝I… no, it’s… you’re fine–it’s fine, I mean.❞ Even his voice sounded more high than he was accustomed to, quickly coughing into a raised fist as he cycled glances between her and the floor. ❝…I guess sometimes it can be unruly, but… it’s not much to complain about.❞ A beat of silence following his answer, eventually looking up as his fingers danced in a non-specific tap across the table. ❝…I guess I should get it trimmed, huh?❞
