Pink, mostly. Sometimes white. [Did he learn this from Tiedoll or did he learn it during his investigation into what kind of flowers he kept hallucinating... he won't say, so it doesn't matter.] They've only got one layer of petals, though. Not like roses, spread out.
[He lifts a hand, splaying his fingers as if to demonstrate what he means, even though this is not really any more helpful than his verbal description... but it's fine. If the motion makes him lean slightly to the side, into Lavi, well--that's fine too. Despite all his complaints, he's here, like this, entirely because he wants to be. If he'd truly wanted space and quiet, he would've left Lavi behind.
He does consider telling Lavi that his enthralled expression is stupid though. MUST LAVI STARE LIKE THIS!!!!]
Lavi keeps looking, this time mesmerized by Kanda's hand, the sight as familiar to him as his own. The long fingers, the curve of the wrist, the way it feels in Lavi's hand, solid and cool. He raises his palm, but instead of grabbing Kanda's hand -- he aligns his next to Kanda's, spreading his own fingers out, trying to mimic the pattern of petals, as if both of their hands could make up one flower.
He smiles at the silliness of it, at the way that it probably looks not at all like the real thing, at the sight of their hands close together, at being allowed in Kanda's space.
there isn't a noticeable size difference between their hands, maybe Lavi's fingers are a speck longer thanks to being such a tall beanpole, but otherwise they're matched in size, if not in texture. Lavi's hands are full of calluses, mostly on his fingers, which his gloves leave bare. He curls his pinky lightly around Kanda's thumb,]
Lavi props his chin up with a hand, leaning against Kanda. the sun is rising just like normal, in spite of how stupid its observers are. Lavi isn't even looking at the sunrise???? he's looking at Kanda, eye twinkling,]
[LAVI CONTINUES TO GRIN DESPITE KANDA'S STINK FACE or maybe his smile grows because of Kanda's expression... how can Lavi, long time annoyance and thorn in Kanda's side, be thwarted in the face of Kanda's displeasure -- not when he's come this far in despite of it all!!! persist despite objections!!! is that problematic -- PROBABLY!!! AND YET!!!
he reaches for Kanda's hand because Lavi will always continue to flout the rules of Kanda's personal space,]
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Pink, mostly. Sometimes white. [Did he learn this from Tiedoll or did he learn it during his investigation into what kind of flowers he kept hallucinating... he won't say, so it doesn't matter.] They've only got one layer of petals, though. Not like roses, spread out.
[He lifts a hand, splaying his fingers as if to demonstrate what he means, even though this is not really any more helpful than his verbal description... but it's fine. If the motion makes him lean slightly to the side, into Lavi, well--that's fine too. Despite all his complaints, he's here, like this, entirely because he wants to be. If he'd truly wanted space and quiet, he would've left Lavi behind.
He does consider telling Lavi that his enthralled expression is stupid though. MUST LAVI STARE LIKE THIS!!!!]
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Lavi keeps looking, this time mesmerized by Kanda's hand, the sight as familiar to him as his own. The long fingers, the curve of the wrist, the way it feels in Lavi's hand, solid and cool. He raises his palm, but instead of grabbing Kanda's hand -- he aligns his next to Kanda's, spreading his own fingers out, trying to mimic the pattern of petals, as if both of their hands could make up one flower.
He smiles at the silliness of it, at the way that it probably looks not at all like the real thing, at the sight of their hands close together, at being allowed in Kanda's space.
there isn't a noticeable size difference between their hands, maybe Lavi's fingers are a speck longer thanks to being such a tall beanpole, but otherwise they're matched in size, if not in texture. Lavi's hands are full of calluses, mostly on his fingers, which his gloves leave bare. He curls his pinky lightly around Kanda's thumb,]
Like this?
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Looks at him like "what are you doing"]
No. How big do you think flowers are...
[KANDA CAN YOU BE ROMANTIC FOR FIVE GODDAMN SECONDS]
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.........Lavi intertwines their handsies]
I was trying to hit on you.....
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I should do it more!
[is that the takeaway here]
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Like hell you should!!
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[it's (lavi voice) exposure therapy]
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[The way I almost typed a ~ THAT WOULD'VE BEEN SO OOC]
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Lavi props his chin up with a hand, leaning against Kanda. the sun is rising just like normal, in spite of how stupid its observers are. Lavi isn't even looking at the sunrise???? he's looking at Kanda, eye twinkling,]
Because I like you. And I want you to know that.
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he reaches for Kanda's hand because Lavi will always continue to flout the rules of Kanda's personal space,]
I like... Yuu!
[NOT THIS LAME JOKE]
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CRUSHES HIS HAND IN A DEATH GRIP]
Will you shut up?!
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...
.........oh wait oh god IT HURTS]
Ow... Owowowowowowow! [THE DEATH GRIP HAND] Sorry!!!
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No you aren't. [HE KNOWS YOU]
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Now I am.......
[HIS HANDHOLD..........!!!]