[PRP] Thinking Differently (Mathias/Jove)

[Seussi]

With eyes that were raised, Mathias caught sight of the tail wagging movement after the pretty comment, as well as the blush that...well, it seemed to have been pretty consistent so he couldn't read too far into that. Still, knowing that his words could have that effect was uplifting in a way, giving him a warm glowing feeling in his chest that might have given him some concern, except that the feeling didn't go away when he let his gaze drop. It was still there, a curious feeling to have, but one he could try to decipher later. He didn't want any rapid, steady stream of thoughts to get in the way anymore, to make him feel unsure, or shy. To make him wonder what this was, exactly.

He just wanted to focus on what Jove was currently offering, and that was help, or at least, he was fairly certain that's what this was.

No, he refused to think about what else it could be. The paper had spoken for itself!

With his eyes directed back down, he had no idea what Jove thought about the current situation, whether they should continue to try again or call it good for the day. It wasn't until the hand appeared in front of his face that he realized Jove wanted to go someplace else, and Mathias quickly latched on to that idea because yes, this was too public. Far too public. The thought of that alone stained his cheeks a darker shade of red then they had previously been, and he placed a clawed hand in Jove's hoisting himself to his feet, before nodding towards the wooded area nearby, behind the Undead dorms.

"Is more privacy over there, if staying away from path to caves vith hot springs." He said, still keeping his gaze carefully averted, but pulling Jove along to the not so distant trees.

Grey Dragon

 

[Grey Dragon]

Jove was used to being the leader. For a wisp it was only natural, he would run and others would follow behind him. In his fluffed up, determined way, he would always take charge. So when Mathias not only took his hand, but began pulling him forward, it was surprising to find he didn't mind being led. It was actually kind of nice.

The pup nearly stumbled over his feet, a motion that was so uncharacteristic of his usual surefooted grace. How often had he been led around like this? And would he have felt so pleased if it were anyone else tugging him along?

He shook his head. All feelings aside, this was a very practical change in location. And they could work on it with less distractions in a more private place. They could pay attention to each other without worrying about everyone else seeing... For a moment Jove's ears perked, it would be lots of fun to go play in the hot springs. But he had to shake that thought away too. This was serious. It took a serious matter to make him wear that cute pink dress, and he was not going to take it off so soon just to go swimming.

But... maybe next time...

Seussi

 

[Seussi]

Without thought, Mathias's dark skinned and black clawed fingers slid through those of Jove's, gripping his hand gently at first, then with a firmness that was still on the more casual side as he led him towards the trees, a slight hopping skip in his step that was only typical of his kind. With the small darkened and gnarled woods looming up in front of them, Mathias felt the urge to immediately find a secluded area to take off his pin and change into his natural form. It was a constant itch in the back of his head, a need to be free from his humanoid body and out of restrictive clothing, to be replaced by much more comfortable and practical, silver and tan fur.

He mentally shook away that idea, however. This was not the time, though perhaps after they were through, and a break needed, he could pursue the thought further. Soon, they were within the woods, keeping to the path that led to the springs at first before veering off. It was cooler here, and darker then out in the open with the pumpkin sun shining down on them, and Mathias's red eyes seemed to shine in that darkness, reflecting what light did manage to filter through.

Pulling Jove into a small clearing, he stopped. "Here." He reached up with a free hand to scratch at the base of one of his ears, his other hand not yet releasing Jove's, though certainly he was holding it loosely enough for the ghost boil to pull away from him if he wished.

"Vould like to be trying again?" He asked, not looking back over his shoulder for knowing how the other boil was still dressed.

And then, with a small frown, he turned, his gaze cast slightly to the side, so as not to look directly at the boil standing in front of him. "But before...Jove vas vondering, about Scarentine's Day....Vas vondering if allowed...." His thumb brushed against the back of Jove's hand, a small, nervous motion as he then coughed into his free hand, before quickly mumbling out.

"Ifallowedhuggingagain." His face flushed again, and his ears drooped a little.

"Vas nice..." He said, so quietly it might not have been heard.

Grey Dragon

 

[Grey Dragon]

Had Mathias shifted form, Jove would have gladly as well. Not just for another unnecessary excuse to get out of the outfit, there really was a sense of freedom when in one's natural form, especially out in the woods. He remembered the last time they had played together like that. There had been lots of zooming, and it had definitely been more fun than playing with his foxfires.

Jove found himself distracted from his thoughts when they reached their destination, and he glanced around the small clearing with approval in his eyes. It was still cool, and mostly shaded, but it made for a nice, calm place where they didn't have to worry about being walked in on.

Here he could let Mathias go at his own pace, and was pleasantly surprised when his friend turned around sooner than expected. Awkwardly, and not exactly looking up, but turned around.

The ghost's ears perked up, trying to catch every word his friend said... And then a bright but not unhappy blush began to spread across his cheeks. He finally pulled his hand away in favour of wrapping his arms around Matty's shoulders in a big hug. Yes allowed hugging again. Jove didn't mind. Although for a minute he forgot about that cute dress, and the possibility the action might just break his friend's poor mind.

Seussi