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[ It had been a complete accident.

The fact that she was now at his bedside just waiting for him to wake up after getting hit hard in the head was definitely not a part of today's plans for her, but he seemed to be relatively fine otherwise.

So now all she could do, really, was wait. ]

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Your… dumbass?

[That feels strange to admit sincerely.]

Mm, I can. My ability grants me extra senses, which I typically use with my powers. It’s something my soul senses rather than Yuuto’s body, but… I could try to explain what you feel like?

I don't know how I feel about you actually admitting to that... but sure, shoot.

[It makes him happy that she doesn’t deny it! Something that she might hear in how his voice gets lighter with his smile.]

Let’s see… Well. My power lets me experience the world differently… One thing that I can sense are sort of… sounds? Vibrations in the air..?

[While he’s searching for the words to describe it, Yuuto gently slides his hand from her cheek down her neck, towards her shoulders. He’s still pillow blind.]

So I can feel people breathing if I focus. Or their hearts beating… And I can feel voices? You have a nice feeling voice, Himeko… Listening to you is really nice. I wonder how I’d describe it..?

My voice isn't all that special, you know.

[ She hopes that her heart isn't beating so quickly, but that's futile. ]

It is to me.

Your voice feels so bold and sharp at times... Maybe like how piano notes feel..? Then delicate and soft like strings when we're alone... Hm.

[He purposefully takes his time slipping his hand across her shoulders and towards her throat as he compliments her voice, only to gently slide his hand down her chest. Yuuto didn't need to physically rest his hand over her chest to know how fast her heart was beating.]

I can feel this too. Your heart beat feels so nice, Himeko...

That's...

[ Her voice softens, sounding a little pitchy- ]

You're embarrassing me again, geez.

[He can feel her voice change as much as he hears it, sparking a soft laugh.]

Sorry… I can stop talking about it? I was trying to do it properly, but maybe I messed up again..?

You didn't mess up... this time, anyway.

[ There's another shift in the way she speaks, sounding more of a grumble. ]

I'm just - not used to it.

Th-That’s fine… I don’t expect you to? It’s a different sense that humans don’t have. Ah- And-! It’s not like I use it often… It’s embarrassing, a bit?

[Whether or not she can see his expression from under the pillow, Yuuto is smiling shyly.]

Unless you meant you’re not used to being complimented..? That’s a problem..?

I'm not used to being complimented still... you're really the only one that's done it in a long time.

I need to, um… “step up my game” then, right? I’m sorry… I haven’t been a good partner…

...huh? No, you're... fine.

[ And she'll pull the pillow away from his face. ]

Just fine..?

[He can't help but sigh in relief when the pillow is finally removed.]

... ah. Being under the pillow for so long hasn't changed the fact that you're beautiful.

"Fine" means good, idiot... besides, you don't have to do the work of a hundred people by complimenting me that much.

But I could want to..? It's not that hard to find things to compliment about you.

You're extremely biased, though.

But... I don't hate hearing it.

It's not like I fell in love with you out of no where though..? It's probably been decades... Maybe even centuries since my soul fell in love. I'm lucky that I found you.

Well. When you put it that way... maybe I should be spoiling you a little more.

Ah... O-Only if that's something that you want..? I like spoiling you too... and complimenting you, and listening to you. I love you, Himeko.

I don't mind... although I'm not really that good at it.

[ But she will lean in a bit to press her body closely to his and dip her lips to the hollow of his neck. ]

[She says that, but Yuuto is immediately flustered by the sight and contact of her moving closer. He bites his lower lip to mute a surprised noise when she kisses him.]

I- Iiiii… wouldn’t say that? That you aren’t good at it.

Hm? Is that so...? What would you say, then~?

You’re good at it… I like it.

That's it?

[He gives his head the tiniest shake as he tries to reorganize his thoughts.]

It feels really good... It's hard to think about anything but you.

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