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Much to the shock to many of the circus members, you and the ringmaster had become an item at some point in your stay in the digital world. Common questions you are are "Why?" or "What do you see in him?" and sometimes even "For all we know this could all be his fault... doesn't that bother you?"
You won't lie, the theories did get under your skin every once in a while, but it was never enough to make you step back from your partner. Asides from the chaotic in house adventure, he never really gave you a reason to distrust him or keep your distance. He spoiled you whenever he was given the chance, sometimes he would craft the adventures with you in mind. He never once intentionally put you down, really only making you feel bad on accident due to him not fully understanding human nature and emotions.
He planned dates, he gave you gifts, and he loved up on you whenever you gave the green light. Hand holding, hugging, cuddling, or just generally clinging onto you. Though, it's now as you sit across from him that it strikes you: of all the interactions you two shared, he's yet to kiss you. How can he when he's just teeth?
He sat there, chattering away. The way his jaws morphed and shifted gave the impression that they weren't... stiff...
You wave your hand to get his attention, and he stares at you; teeth parted enough to look at you. "Did you have an idea for your next adventure, tomorrow?" He propped his elbows on the dinner table and leaned towards you. Was that what he was talking about?
You chewed your lip, and stared at the curves of his jaws. "I was thinking about something, just not that," You said, and as expected he focused all of his attention on you- at least more than he already had. He leaned in closer, "Well don't keep a man waiting!" He perked his "chin" on his hands as he stared right into your soul. A little unnerving, but you had gotten used to that look.
You ran your teeth long your lips, sucking them in slightly before releasing. "Well," you began, and his eyes seemed to widen. "Well I was wondering if I could have.. a kiss?" You pulled a nervous smile across your face in a meek attempt to make the line feel less awkward in the air. He seemed to freeze a little, attempting to speak before stopping himself as the first syllable came out. You thought you had said something wrong, but the tension was quickly shattered as Caine began his chatter.
"Oh I thought you'd never ask! I was waiting for you to make a move, you know!" He chuckled before pulling out a bottle breath spray, sticking his tongue out and spraying it a few times. You vaguely wondered if it made his eyes sting. It didn't even cross your mind to wonder if he had the bottle on him at all times... or had he just pulled it into his existence with his powers?
He planted his hands on the table and leaned in close to your face. Almost to your horror, he "puckered up" or at least the closest he could get given his anatomy. His jaws formed a similar shape lips would make, the teeth sticking forward just a bit as he waited for you. You rose up to meet him, eyes darting across his teeth to find out where exactly to kiss. You settled on kissing between his top front teeth.
You were barely able to keep your lips to his teeth before he seemed to explode into a flurry of emotions. His eyes blue screened between his teeth, white text flashing across them. Star like sparks flew into the air followed by a thick billow of steam from his top hat. Never had you seen such a reaction from the ringmaster, and you were beginning to worry that you had somehow broken him. Within seconds he would regain his composure, before fanning himself. For such a small action, it seemed to really stick him in a bunch. The steam and sparks dissipate as he melts into his hands, jaws slack to look at you.
"Not bad for a newbie," He teased, and readjusted his hat. "Perhaps sometime I could give you a pep talk, come on what was the hold up for? Where was the confidence?” He continued.
This would only serve as the beginning to a new era of growth in your relationship.