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This back and fourth with Toko Fukawa had been going on for a strange amount of time considering how she didn't really interact with anyone else but byakuya or anyone that said her name or spoke to her first, in fact she started the conversation. So it was certainly odd.
"I'm j-just.. not understanding what that m-means, kitz." She said to you, focused and serious, a rare sight compared to her drooling over the snotty white haired guy or yelling at anyone else when she assumes they're insulting her.
"Well i dont know how to explain it in a way you'll understand." You responded calmly, your blood pump thrumming your hot golden blood through the blood tunnels in your body due to her expressing her confusion to your red advances to her, the emotion being clearly true.
"W-well-" she paused and thought for a moment "i guess you could tell me what-" she held her hands up to do air quotes " 'I'm red for you' means? Cause i cant tell if you're saying you hate me or.. something else." She finnished, he hands dropping back down to mess with her messy left braid, further disheveling the hair.
"It means that i am red for you?" You said at first, but then answered another question you supposed she ment to ask before she could finnish her groan of frustration "its a saying that trolls typically tell the other that they have a flush crush on, or are pursuing a matespriteship with."
She took a minute to process what you said, her body facing away from you and looking down at the floor, her brow going from scrunched up and annoyed to soft, to surprised as she quickly whipped her head back to look you face to face "are you telling me youre romantically interested in me???" She asked with surprise, her face tinting red shortly after she said it out loud and slapping her hands over her mouth as if she shouldn't say it.
"Well, red romance yeah." You responded just before her blubbering apologies for suggesting such a thing could get too loud and take over the conversation, and for a second she looked confused, but then flustered as her face went completely red and just stared at you like you told her the hemospectrum flipped and rust bloods were the new empirical rulers.
But after about a minute of that, you gently lifted your hand to try and caress her face but she flinched back a bit, looking unsure, staring at your hand almost confused. But you just held it there and waited for her to come to you, your blood running so hot from adrenaline you probably felt like a bronze or rust blood by now, a part of you wishing your moirail was nearby incase she rejected you.
Eventually, reluctantly, she leaned her face into your hand and you felt like you could cry at the way your head lightened like your horns had just been taken off your head, the way you could almost feel your pupils dilate, the amount of red affection that filled your chest and selfishly you pulled her closer, changing your position on the bench you sat at so you could hold her closer to your chest and cradle her, kissing the top of her head as you felt her slowly relax.
It was borderline pale, which could be considered infidelity against your moirail but she wasn't here on this planet so you let it pass for now, just holding the girl you're painfully red for as you let all the doubt escape your body and the fact that this world was burning around you melt from your mind, allowing the bliss of the moment to consume you completely.