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[notflynn]

[Estelle is in the kitchen making herself some Udon. Something nice and warm for a cold day, and also just something to do so she's not tempted to go outside today. She's seen the network posts and believes it best to stay indoors, not wishing to be involved in today’s curse. Taking a spoon, she gets a scoop of the noodles, taking a taste.

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[vitalistic]

[She’s about to answer his question with a pout, asking for a more serious answer when she seems to get a kiss as a response. No, okay, she’s certain that’s not the answer she was looking for, though she drops the spoon on the kitchen counter in surprise. She should pull away from this kiss, knowing that he’s most likely cursed, but…

…she doesn’t entirely want to pull away either. This is awkward, oh so very awkward, and yet here she is returning this kiss, closing her eyes as well. What is going on?! ]

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[notflynn]

[The moment builds and he holds her tighter, pleased with her response. A smaller voice tells him to back off, give her space. It's a curse that he knows well and after giving her hell this past month he should hardly have the right to turn around and do this to her.]

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[vitalistic]

[Oh, he’s holding her tighter now, and she’s slightly turning in his grip to make herself more comfortable? And maybe pressing a little more into the kiss? She should pull back now, she really should, but… it feels kind of nice. Okay, she’s lying to herself, it feels really nice, still… she’s got some fairytale standards that are being crushed right now, and she’s not entirely sure how to feel about it.

…but it still feels nice.]

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[notflynn]

[When she shifts in his arms, he braces himself against the counter, trapping her as he kissed her something gentle, something soft and full. He wonders just why he can't see to pull away, though he supposed the effect of the mistletoe varied.

And this one apparently wanted this to last.]

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[vitalistic]

[Now being trapped against the counter, it gives her little room to move, also making her slightly uncomfortable with her back against it. She puts her hands on his shoulders only to balance herself a little, take that discomfort away from her back, but she can also see how it might be encouraging to him.

Though the kiss is very soft and gentle, and maybe something a little more than a simple peck on the lips that she’s read in her innocent romance novels. And here she is trying to match his kiss, making it something deep, not even on her own will… in fact she wants to pull away now because this is getting supremely awkward. Still nice… but awkward.]

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[notflynn]

[The air is hot, thick, and the beat of his breath quickens before he pulls away, eyes remaining closed for a moment as the situation sinks in.

And when it does, he gives her a bit more space, smiling somewhat apologetically.]

Well, that was probably not what you meant by taste-testing.

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[vitalistic]

[And after he finally pulls away, Estelle opens her eyes and looks up at him, her face beat red and completely flustered at that. She shakes her head at his statement…]

N-no, that’s not quite what I meant…

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[notflynn]

[He glances up to see the mistletoe curl back into the ceiling. He sighs before reaching around her to turn off the stove.]

I'd add a little more soy sauce. And maybe some sesame oil.

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[vitalistic]

[She simply blinks at him trying to figure out what to add to it. The smell perhaps? She wouldn't be surprised. Still, she has to say if only out of curiosity...]

...but I wasn't able to give you a spoonful to taste. [As she looks down at the spoon with its spilled contents on the counter.]

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[notflynn]

[He clears his throat, not looking at her directly when he points to the spoon she sipped from earlier and dropped.]

It's okay. You didn't have to.

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[vitalistic]

[Seeing him point at the spoon, she picks it up and places it in the sink nearby. Soon after, she grabs a towel to clean up the mess she had made.]

I suppose just by smelling it I can tell those two ingre--

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[vitalistic]

[...and then suddenly she had put two and two together and froze. Also doing her best not to have her face flush and not making any sort of eye contact with him either.]

O-oh... I see...

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[notflynn]

Right...

[Tries to casually move to the fridge and fetch her the ingredients. He pulls them off and places them next to the stove.]

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[vitalistic]

[And she's just going to stare at the pot now, get another spoon and some measuring cups, pretend that nothing happened, except the pretending part is a bit rough. Seeing him get the ingredients and place them next to her, she looks up at him and wears a forced smile.]

Th-thank you.

[And then tries to measure her ingredients only she's still a little flustered and making a mess in doing so, spilling some soy sauce on the counter.]

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[notflynn]

No problem.

[He takes a few comfortable steps back, waiting her measure. Thank god she's not Flynn- he'd have to supervise the entire process.

After a moment, he sighs.]

Hey- don't think too much about it. It's a curse.

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[vitalistic]

[A curse, right it was just a curse. Not a very nice curse, but hnng. Still, upon hearing that she calms down and gives a slight nod.]

I will try not to.

[And then a pause…]

I’m sorry, I should have made sure there was nothing around me when I called you over…