kiss me, hold me, love me

[avephoenix]

the mistletoe meme

Y'all know what this is! Post a toplevel with your character. Tag around to whichever unfortunate fellow cave-dweller they run into under the mistletoe that mysteriously have sprung up around Hadriel. Thread that encounter out, whatever its form. Profit?? Enjoy!

Comments

[fracturedbeauty]

[Welp, the hand offer is definitely not what he expected. He was hoping for a rile out of this one, really. After all, his demeanour seemed much more uptight. How did he misread that? He looks at the man's hand in question.]

Seek them out?

[He gives a soft chuckle. The very idea. Unless seeking them out leads to a good trolling, perhaps. Well, might as well play along. He got himself into this mess. He's rather curious to see what might happen next, even though one could guess. He sets his hand softly in the knight's.]

Surely not. I just happened to find you beneath one. What would have you out here all by yourself, Sir Knight?

[hotspurred]

[His mouth twitches into a wry half-smile.]

Cursed myself unwittingly, no doubt. In that regard I suppose I owe thee thanks.

[With the other man's hand in his, Henry lifts it, then dips to press a chaste kiss to the back of it.]

That should suffice.

[He says as he straightens up and releases the hand in his light hold.]

[fracturedbeauty]

You flatter me, good sir.

[Well, this is a relief. Yukari would have gotten far more than he bargained for with an actual kiss. And this guy might be crazy enough to actually go for one, so Yukari won't try his luck twice in that department.

Still though, there might be some fun to be had. He sets his hand back down at his side, offering another smile.]

What's it like in your world? Do you see anything as strange as mistletoe?

[hotspurred]

[Henry sets his hand on his hip, and cocks his head, brows drawing in slightly.]

You would consider mistletoe strange?

[That's strange in itself, to him.]

[fracturedbeauty]

[Oh, no, he's making this too easy. Yukari gives a coy smile.]

Well, of course. How could it not be strange?

[Yukari moves into Henry's personal space, leaning in probably too close for comfort, holding a hand above his own head to indicate the mistletoe.]

A tradition to garner attention, perhaps to attract a lover by kissing under a curious plant.

[Yukari's smile widens ever so slightly as he leans in closer to the knight, moving to brush his fingertips against his shoulder plate.]

Unless, of course, you welcome such forward pleasantries?