[except that stahn is snickering a little when he looks up and realizes that leon has whipped cream on his nose.]
Leon... [he's not really sure why, but his first instinct is to reach out and wipe it away with his sleeve...
...except that when he gets halfway there, he realizes what he's doing and also that leon would be none too pleased, so he draws back, laughing much more stilted and awkwardly before pointing to his own nose.] You, uh...
[leon's going to end up annoyed with him either way, isn't he? so he lets out a weak laugh, leaning over a bit to (very quickly) wipe the spot of whipped cream off his nose.
and just as quickly, he draws back because he knows leon doesn't like being touched, but he holds his arm up to show him why he did that.
somehow, it feels like a lose-lose situation. saying out loud would have just embarrassed leon, and trying to hint at it didn't work. and maybe that's why stahn sidesteps slightly, putting an extra step of distance between them, as if to silently acknowledge that he crosseda boundary he probably shouldn't have.
Stahn does it so quickly that it's clear Leon needs a moment to process that; he blinks as Stahn quickly wipes the whipped cream from his nose, reaching up with his hand to automatically rub away the rest.
And.
Blinks.
And then he looks away sharply, thoroughly embarrassed by that display, crossing his arms, and blustering quickly to cover it up.]
... Hmph. These foods are far messier than they have any right to be, that's all.
Should I have gotten the one without all of it, then?
[he spits out the words a bit awkwardly, he's more than aware of the fact that this... is embarrassing.
he'll take the fact that leon's only blustering and not yelling at him. but it's weird and awkward. maybe because... this has never happened before. his own gaze averts, and he'll ruffle his hair a bit with his free hand.
I did not want one in the first place, so why should I care what you get on it?
[Aka no... no he likes it.
Don't do this to him.
You know he liked it. And it's awkward... everything is so awkward, and he looks away still, because he's not really sure what to make of this atmosphere right now.]
[stahn's not sure what to make of it either, and it's hard to respond to that question because...
well, he knows leon is enjoying it, because it's the sort of snack that's right up his alley. but leon never admits these things, and when he blatantly says he didn't want it rather than just shrugging it off like it shouldn't go to waste like he'd normally do, it's hard for stahn to respond.]
I thought you'd enjoy it, though. We haven't really eaten much today...
Because he knows he's being harsh and ridiculous, but he's embarrassed, so he can't help it. It's embarrassing to see Stahn like this, and it's embarrassing to try to deal with what just happened.
... He clears his throat.]
You know very well that... I don't have any interest in sweets.
[this is awkward in ways neither of them could have really planned for.]
I know. But since it's not too sweet, and we haven't eaten...
[when will they ever be on the same page again? this feels so frustrating. even before, leon never seemed this resistant to it, even when he denied things.]
[he feels awkward, he can't help it. he just wants things to be good and okay, and somehow he feels like he screwed up the progress they were making this time around.]
Do you just want to.. keep walking, then? [he's a bit unsure as he asks, but stahn would still like that, if leon is willing.]
[you can't out-walk the awkward when they're just trying to ignore everything as they go, but fine. it's fine. stahn will just hum a response of acknowledgement and follow his lead.]
[Because you did something out of a cheesy romcom, Stahn..........
Leon's just going to keep walking, because... problem solving!!!
... Is not his forte.
But thankfully, this is Cerealia, so they're going to get interrupted eventually. This time, it's by a really pushy robot salesman. The robot reaches out, grabs Leon's arm, and yanks him right into the store (not hard, considering how small Leon is), and in he gooooes. It looks like some sort of gaming store...?
[he didn't mean to?? there was whipped cream and leon didn't get the hint! we wasn't trying to... do the romcom thing.............
except that suddenly leon is just gone and when he whips his head around, he sees leon getting pulled wait.]
Hey, wait! Leon—! Let him go! [stahn's a pal though, so naturally he's going to chase after leon into this unfamiliar store full of unfamiliar things.]
[yeah, they can take note of the questionably familiar protagonist and very well likely walk out of the store with that game in hand in a minute. first comes getting leon free of this strangely persistent sales robot.]
He said to let him go! [he's about two seconds from using dymlos to cut off the robot's arm, though the only thing that actually stops him from doing so is dymlos himself reminding stahn not to cause a scene.]
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Leon blinks at it for a moment, and then he slowly brings it closer to take a bite.
It's... so good...
So good.
Please hold, he's blissfully happy with this.]
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[probablynot as tasty as leon's, but he prefers his a little less sweet. stahn's pretty satisfied though, so he's just going to look to leon.
how is it?
is it good?
(silent questions that can be guessed just based on how stahn is looking at him.)]
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[Leon says, with whipped cream on his nose and the intense urge to eat more.
(He loves it.)]
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[except that stahn is snickering a little when he looks up and realizes that leon has whipped cream on his nose.]
Leon... [he's not really sure why, but his first instinct is to reach out and wipe it away with his sleeve...
...except that when he gets halfway there, he realizes what he's doing and also that leon would be none too pleased, so he draws back, laughing much more stilted and awkwardly before pointing to his own nose.] You, uh...
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And then he was suddenly not, and Leon blinks again, brow furrowing as Stahn points to his nose.]
...What are you doing?
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[leon's going to end up annoyed with him either way, isn't he? so he lets out a weak laugh, leaning over a bit to (very quickly) wipe the spot of whipped cream off his nose.
and just as quickly, he draws back because he knows leon doesn't like being touched, but he holds his arm up to show him why he did that.
somehow, it feels like a lose-lose situation. saying out loud would have just embarrassed leon, and trying to hint at it didn't work. and maybe that's why stahn sidesteps slightly, putting an extra step of distance between them, as if to silently acknowledge that he crosseda boundary he probably shouldn't have.
oops.]
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Stahn does it so quickly that it's clear Leon needs a moment to process that; he blinks as Stahn quickly wipes the whipped cream from his nose, reaching up with his hand to automatically rub away the rest.
And.
Blinks.
And then he looks away sharply, thoroughly embarrassed by that display, crossing his arms, and blustering quickly to cover it up.]
... Hmph. These foods are far messier than they have any right to be, that's all.
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[he spits out the words a bit awkwardly, he's more than aware of the fact that this... is embarrassing.
he'll take the fact that leon's only blustering and not yelling at him. but it's weird and awkward. maybe because... this has never happened before. his own gaze averts, and he'll ruffle his hair a bit with his free hand.
that sure it happening.]
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[Aka no... no he likes it.
Don't do this to him.
You know he liked it. And it's awkward... everything is so awkward, and he looks away still, because he's not really sure what to make of this atmosphere right now.]
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[stahn's not sure what to make of it either, and it's hard to respond to that question because...
well, he knows leon is enjoying it, because it's the sort of snack that's right up his alley. but leon never admits these things, and when he blatantly says he didn't want it rather than just shrugging it off like it shouldn't go to waste like he'd normally do, it's hard for stahn to respond.]
I thought you'd enjoy it, though. We haven't really eaten much today...
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Because he knows he's being harsh and ridiculous, but he's embarrassed, so he can't help it. It's embarrassing to see Stahn like this, and it's embarrassing to try to deal with what just happened.
... He clears his throat.]
You know very well that... I don't have any interest in sweets.
[But he's still holding onto the rest of it.]
We should keep going.
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I know. But since it's not too sweet, and we haven't eaten...
[when will they ever be on the same page again? this feels so frustrating. even before, leon never seemed this resistant to it, even when he denied things.]
Ye... yeah. Let's go then.
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Leave it be. It is not as though I am bothered by it, either.
[He's not mad, so...don't look so sad and awkward!!!]
... This way.
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[he feels awkward, he can't help it. he just wants things to be good and okay, and somehow he feels like he screwed up the progress they were making this time around.]
Do you just want to.. keep walking, then? [he's a bit unsure as he asks, but stahn would still like that, if leon is willing.]
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[Please just keep walking. Please let them escape this awkwardness. He doesn't know how else to handle it............
WALKING WILL SURELY RESOLVE THIS.]
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he's trying really hard
leave him alone.]
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why did that make things so weird?]
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Leon's just going to keep walking, because... problem solving!!!
... Is not his forte.
But thankfully, this is Cerealia, so they're going to get interrupted eventually. This time, it's by a really pushy robot salesman. The robot reaches out, grabs Leon's arm, and yanks him right into the store (not hard, considering how small Leon is), and in he gooooes. It looks like some sort of gaming store...?
Either way, there he goes, say bye.]
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except that suddenly leon is just gone and when he whips his head around, he sees leon getting pulled wait.]
Hey, wait! Leon—! Let him go! [stahn's a pal though, so naturally he's going to chase after leon into this unfamiliar store full of unfamiliar things.]
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...What looks like a video game store.
Leon is very much unhappy about this, but the robot's got a steel grip on his wrist (literally) and seems intent on dragging him to a particular spot.
To a game titled "A Story of Fate".
The main character seems to have a glorious mullet-y mane, but right now Leon is too distracted to notice.]
Let go of me! Unhand me this instant!
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He said to let him go! [he's about two seconds from using dymlos to cut off the robot's arm, though the only thing that actually stops him from doing so is dymlos himself reminding stahn not to cause a scene.]
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Unfortunately, Leon was pulling away with all of his strength, so when the robot abruptly lets go...
He goes stumbling backwards, probably right into Stahn.]
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[stahn will be stahn, so of course his immediate reaction is to try and catch leon so he doesn't get hurt in the process.
...except, you know, things can't go right at all right now, and his hands end up on leon's waist to steady him.
....awkward.]
...Leon, are you okay?! [probably not until you move your hands, stahn.]
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Stahn's hands are on his waist and Leon immediately jumps away like a startled cat, springing away from Stahn's hold as well, eyes wide.
He's been manhandled a little bit too much in the past five minutes for his poor heart to take, okay...]
I'm fine.
[He says, as he looks like he's about to have a heart attack.]
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