"Heeey, you've reached Yang! Well, actually, you didn't reach far enough, 'cause I'm not here right now! But don't yang up! Just leave a message on this baby, and I'll get back to you soon enough, okay?"
[Good, settle on into his couch-- Naoki returns soon enough, trying not to smile at her in his sweater, holding one of the mugs that he's carrying handle-out to her.] Little warmer?
[He's gonna settle in next to her anyway. He's about as warm a heater as you could ask for.]
[He hides a slight blush in a sip from his mug, turning his head juuust slightly to another side. He didn't think she remembered that--no, well, he didn't even remember it then, but he definitely didn't think she was about to take him up on it seriously...]
A point that makes Natalia cross her arms, more defensive than aggressive as her fingers curl around her own arm, even as she gives Yang a sheepish smile.]
It has since been mended and he has accepted me as his daughter and the princess again--
.... I suppose it's still just something that's hard to forget.
I never said that. I don't wanna go back on it now. [Which means he wants to... secretly.
Being close sounds nice right now, after all of that. Even if he feels self-conscious and very...aware at the thought, he tries to force those feelings away. It'll be fine so long as he doesn't think too much about it.]
[Grinning in turn. But no, don't leave the next move up to him! He's watching her out of the corner of his eye. But, once her mug is down, he aims a sideways smile her way. And then he holds open an arm in offering. C'mere.]
[ ... Okay, Yang. Just remember, for this moment in time, he is only your friend and that is the only thought you should hold in your mind.
Platonic cuddling is totally doable, she's done that more than once in her lifetime, and so she scoots over just a bit and tucks herself under his arm, lifting her legs onto the couch. ]
[Naoki can feel a small lump in his throat as she tucks herself closer, under his arm, and curls it around her, hoping his smile looks the same as usual. His palm rests on her back as he turns slightly toward her, bringing them closer together.
This is totally fine. It feels pleasant and comfortable, and his heart's not beating really hard, it's just hugging Yang.]
Well, I don't need to sleep that much. And... [His hand smooths an absent circle over her back.] I haven't been able to completely shake how vulnerable it is, even if it's different here.
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