[ Yuuri's not sure what sort of reaction she'd expected -- what sort of reaction she'd even wanted, really. Once she'd started letting herself think that far ahead, she'd started second guessing herself and that was not what she needed right now.
The doorhandle's digging into her hand with how tight her grip is and her heart is pounding so hard in her throat it's a wonder he can't see it. She can feel his gaze as much as she can see it and she's almost startled by how much she... likes it. Of course she wants Junpei to be looking at her like this -- why else would she be here? But having him look at her like this and say her name in that voice... it catches her off guard. But certainly not in a bad way. ]
Is this... too much? [ she shifts her weight from one foot to the other as she asks. she's resisting the urge to-- she doesn't know. Pull the hem of the babydoll down, cover her chest, something that's born out of self-consciousness rather than an actual desire to stop him looking at her. ] Or um... do you like...?
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The doorhandle's digging into her hand with how tight her grip is and her heart is pounding so hard in her throat it's a wonder he can't see it. She can feel his gaze as much as she can see it and she's almost startled by how much she... likes it. Of course she wants Junpei to be looking at her like this -- why else would she be here? But having him look at her like this and say her name in that voice... it catches her off guard. But certainly not in a bad way. ]
Is this... too much? [ she shifts her weight from one foot to the other as she asks. she's resisting the urge to-- she doesn't know. Pull the hem of the babydoll down, cover her chest, something that's born out of self-consciousness rather than an actual desire to stop him looking at her. ] Or um... do you like...?