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 Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 3:18 pm
He blushed lightly and gave a small chuckle, "I..I know. I just...wanted to hear it in person," he said quietly with a small shrug. He pushed his food around his plate now seeming to think a bit now he hadn't meant to make everything awkward but he was just...
Kettil was a curious soul and sometimes too curious for his own good.
He nibbled at a bit of his pancake thoughtfully, "If the situation was...reversed...What would you do? Would you still try to win me over or would ... you let me go? Would you be jealous?" Okay that was like three questions. Shush.
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 3:25 pm
The blush on his cheeks made Freya feel better about their conversation. She reached over and pinched one cheek, then stabbed her pancakes with a fork as her appetite returned in full force. His next set of questions were not as painful, not as awkward, but still a little hard to answer.
"Ummmmm.." She nibbled on the pancake that hung from her fork as she looked up at the ceiling and thought about it. "I woulds be jealous, ja. And.. and I would wants teh make sure that the ghoul that keeps yeh from me is a good ghoul. A worthy ghoul. Someone who deserves yeh." She grinned brightly at him and then dropped the whole piece into her mouth. "But most of all, I thinks.. as long as I has yeh in my life, Kajika, I am lucky. I never wants teh lose yeh. Never."
She patted his hand with her own gently, before stabbing her pancake again. AUGH THEY WERE SO GOOD.
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 4:41 pm
Little did she realize that her answer sparked something inside him, if she could investigate his ghoulfriend then he could go investigate Herryk. It was like an open invitation and one he took without even saying so. When he saw Herryk he would talk to him and see if he was 'worthy' of Freya.
If he wasn't... Well.
...Things would happen.
"I feel the same way," he said honestly, "as long as I can still talk to you...I am content to just have things as they are," Kettil murmured as he felt an odd flutter within his heart when she called him by his true name. It was pleasant.
Kettil seemed to be enjoying his pancakes a bit more now, "Those were all the questions I had right now."
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 4:48 pm
Freya let out a noisy muffled sound as she tried to smile with a load of pancakes in her mouth, and then finished her stack quickly. "Goods, because we has class soon, and I have teh goes change. No goings teh class in my pajamas!" She wiped her face clean with a napkin, and then lunged to give Kettil a big bear hug. "THANK YEH FOR THE PANCAKES OMNOMNOMNOM." The last part she said while burying her face into his hair and nomming it. Then she pulled away and made a face - his hair may have smelled nice, but it tasted.. weird. She stuck her tongue out and then let him go, unwrapping herself from his covers and shaking them off.
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 5:24 pm
"Well you can go to class in your pajamas but I don't think people would appreciate them like I do," he said simply. Yes he had noted the print on her pajamas. He'd noted it after he stared at her thighs scared for his life.
He blushed a little when she nommed on his hair, "You're welcome. I'll make you some pancakes again one day." Kettil offered and once she moved away and shook off his covers he went about cleaning up the plates and then walking Freya to the door, "I'll see you again soon. You take care of yourself." He moved to at least give Freya a small hug.
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 7:12 pm
"ALL THE PANCAKES!" Freya cried out, jumping up to hug him when he reached out to hug her. She planted a great big kiss on his cheek, and let go, hopping off without another word to dash back to her dorm to change.
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 7:17 pm
He laughed as she hugged him and of course a blush colored his cheeks when she kissed him on the cheek he gave her a squeeze and then let her go watching her dash off before he closed his door so he could go get ready as well.
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