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- You started out just brushing your fingertips across his hair when you passed him, a little way to grab his attention. Then once his attention was taken by you, then it started with curling a piece of it around your finger and giving it a twirl as you smiled next to him. You notice he would always lean his head closer to you, until one day he leaned in close enough to give you a kiss right in the teahouse. The bark of Taroumaru was what broke the two of you away from each other. You had looked to the small dog, then to each other, and laughed.
Now, with him hiding out in the teahouse, for the time being, you decided he would need some company while he hid. A lot of times you ran out of things to do with him considering the limits of entertainment in a teahouse, but each day you still fixated on his golden hair. He'd even take it down from his ponytail, like right now.
"Your hair is really soft, Thoma." You brush down gently with your hand holding the back of it, feeling the bristles on your palm. "I could do this all day."
"Ah, but I can't see your face like this," Thoma whines and reaches back blindly with his hand until he reaches your knee. "I don't think I'd want to go a whole day without seeing you."
You chuckle and bonk the brush against his head. He leans back until his eyes meet yours upside-down. His emerald eyes squint when he smiles.
"There you are," he sings and brings his fingers to your face, squishing your cheek with a poke.
You click your tongue playfully and grab a few strands of his golden hair to your lips. You kiss it, quickly noticing the scent of mint.
"Here you are." You reply back in the same tune.
Thoma's cheeks flare-up to soft pink as he laughs. You could spot small dimples as he smiles.
"Ah, you win. That made my heart skip a beat." He bears a smiling pout. You lean your face down until your noses touch. Your eyes close together.
"You always make my heart skip a beat."