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This has to be illegal. You have never ran away from G'raha so quickly in your life. Sure, there have been a few times where you've ran away because you didn't want to confront him over something, or because you didn't want to deal with something he said, but this time was different.
Your entire face felt hot, and you knew why. It was ridiculous how that man manages to make you so flustered over the simplest things. Like wearing a new outfit for example. You swear.
You swear on your life that Ameliance did this on purpose. You knew that something was suspicious when Ameliance mentioned that her and Tataru had teamed up to give the scions a treat. You were excited, too excited perhaps to have missed the wink that had gone between the twins' mother and the receptionist/clerk/treasurer of the Scions.
No wonder Tataru looked so smug after handing that box over to G'raha. You slid down to the floor, hiding your face behind your hands. He looks too good in that outfit!!!
"[Name]?" G'raha's voice was muffled and filled with worry. "Love, is something wrong?"
"N-nothing's wrong!" You sputtered a response. There was really nothing wrong. It's just, you were having a very hard time composing yourself after seeing G'raha in the new attire. It was simply a prototype, and who better to test it on than G'raha who was the only Scion that was in Old Sharlayan right now.
A small whine escaped your mouth and G'raha gently tried opening the door again. "Are you sure? May I come in?"
You felt bad. You shouldn't have ran off like that, but you really couldn't explain to G'raha that he looked so handsome to the point where you were losing brain function. You took in a deep breath, hoping it would calm you down and prepare your heart for a second shock.
"Okay, okay, I got this." You mumbled to yourself. You stood up and slowly opened the door. G'raha stood outside, nervously fiddling with his hands, his ears slightly lowered and his tail drooping - yet upon seeing you, the smile on his face was so bright, it's as though you were standing in front of the sun itself.
By the Twelve, he looks amazing. Your gaze swept over him, and immediately G'raha straightens his back and turns slightly to give you a better view.
"Does the outfit look weird on me?"
"Weird?!"
Your reaction was shock and you quickly grabbed his hand and shook your head vehemently in denial.
"No! You look amazing! Dashing! Handsome! And -" You paused and looked away. Your face felt like it was on fire and you mumbled, "I don't know if my heart can handle it."
"Love?" G'raha glanced at your expression, and it was by far the cutest pout he's ever seen. You were biting down on your lower lip as you averted your gaze from his. Your face and ears were all dusted over with red. He felt his heart soar and quickly shuffled you back into your room and shut the door behind him.
"...to see you."
You didn't catch the first half of his sentence, but judging from the blush on his face he must've been flustered too.
"Raha?"
"Yes?" His voice sounded strained and he cleared his throat, "Apologies, seeing you so adorable flushed and embarrassed… I didn't want.. anyone else to see you that way."
Your eyes widened and your mouth opened and closed like a goldfish, but no words came to your mind.
This is unfair. Your brain was fizzling out and you merely leaned forward to rest on G'raha. The fabric of the new attire was so nice. Smooth and cool to the touch, and it fit his physique to a T.
You gather what wits you have left and gently adjust the outer coat and the inner vest and tie for him before softly murmuring, "You look really good."
G'raha's ears happily perked up as he gently wrapped his arms around your waist. "Thank you, love. Does it look that good on me? Good enough for you to run away?"
You tug at his tie, jerking him a bit closer and you retorted, "Don't tease me, Raha!"
The pout on your lips was evident and he chuckled, "I'm sorry, I am. But I'm glad you think I look good. I was a bit nervous since I don't normally wear such clothings."
"Perhaps it's better if you don't. My heart can't handle it."
"No?"
"It can't. I can't."
You pout and loosen your grip on his tie. He can't stop himself from smiling at how cute you were being and pulled you just a bit closer.
"Don't worry, I won't wear it unless I'm going out with you."
"But-"
G'raha placed a gloved finger to your lips and he simply smiled knowingly at you. You swear this man would be the death of you, but you love him all the same. A small sigh escapes your lips and you kiss the finger against your lip, startling G'raha for a split second.
But that second was enough for you to pull him down by his tie and steal a quick kiss on the lips.
Yeah, this is unfair, but… I'll win over him when I get my outfit.