[ dextera is waiting for it, really. he fully expects guren to tell him to shut up or for guren to forcibly close his laptop so he can't say anything else, and when he gets plain-as-day embarrassment instead, he wonders what that means—was it too much? has he been too sincere?
but then guren quietly admits that he feels the same way, and dextera blushes too, hiding the lower half of his face behind his hand as his gaze slides to the side of the room. he nods. the feeling in his chest is most certainly a happiness he's never known before, but guren looking like that has him all flustered.
so he's glad, when the out of another chess game is offered. to further hide the fact that he's almost dizzyingly happy, he ups the ante on their challenge. he is not looking at the keyboard or actually anywhere on the laptop as he types this out with one hand. ]
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but then guren quietly admits that he feels the same way, and dextera blushes too, hiding the lower half of his face behind his hand as his gaze slides to the side of the room. he nods. the feeling in his chest is most certainly a happiness he's never known before, but guren looking like that has him all flustered.
so he's glad, when the out of another chess game is offered. to further hide the fact that he's almost dizzyingly happy, he ups the ante on their challenge. he is not looking at the keyboard or actually anywhere on the laptop as he types this out with one hand. ]
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