[His sentence starts before he's finished turning to face Vicious, to see that smile— that stupid look, and when he sees it he stops short, the blossoms on his arms and neck and chest blooming faster and more brilliantly, tiny though they may be compared to the ones on the tree itself. His face flushes just a little, under the blue speckling mask around his eyes.]
Oh fuck off—!
[He shoves at Vicious's shoulder half-heartedly, completely non-aggressively— because were it aggressive, Vicious would know.]
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Date: 2023-03-01 02:34 am (UTC)[His sentence starts before he's finished turning to face Vicious, to see that smile— that stupid look, and when he sees it he stops short, the blossoms on his arms and neck and chest blooming faster and more brilliantly, tiny though they may be compared to the ones on the tree itself. His face flushes just a little, under the blue speckling mask around his eyes.]
Oh fuck off—!
[He shoves at Vicious's shoulder half-heartedly, completely non-aggressively— because were it aggressive, Vicious would know.]