Speak your love language

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ways to show affection When it comes to the way affection is shown, everyone has a different way they go about it. That means that there's a pretty good chance, with regards to couples, you could end up with two people who have two varying approaches towards how they prove they care...sometimes radically varying, which can lead to more than a little confusion or hurt feelings if there's not proper communication. But when both people are on the same page, they can tell each other how they feel with few words. ☄ Comment with your character, info, prefs, and how your character will likely show affection. ☄ Reply to others. ☄ Thread, my dears! ☆ WORDS: Sweet affirmations, pet names, even ☆ CUDDLES: Hugs, nuzzles, the works. ☆ KISSING: On the check or on the lips. ☆ KINDNESS: Always there for them. ☆ PROVIDING: Providing care, providing protection, providing financially. ☆ GENTLE...ER: Your only weak spot. ☆ MEANNESS: Straight up tsundere. ☆ GIFTS: All the pretty things. ☆ ACTIONS: Visits, taking care of their problems, taking them out, and more. ☆ SUBTLE: A distant sort of affection, but they know. ☆ [ WILDCARD ]

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[reclaimedtime]

[ They've been dating for a week. A week! Dating. Do couples normally celebrate one week anniversaries? Irrelevant -- Mari's gonna. A week!! She's been on cloud nine the whole time. Poor Dia's been granted the dubious privilege of hearing every single detail of their relationship since its turn for the romantic, her phone bogged down with countless strings of gushing messages and squealing smiley faces. But Mari knows she secretly appreciates it!

As for the details themselves, well -- they've held hands! And hugged a lot! And Mari slept over at Kanan's place, and they hugged there too!! And... okay, when Mari stopped to think about it, it did occur to her that very little has actually changed. Which makes sense! They've been so close for so long, there's only so much closer they can get, right?

Except... kissing. She might be just a little bit concerned about that. It's not that they haven't kissed, exactly, but it was only sort of, brushing cheeks and corners of lips. At first they had no choice, with Kanan's forehead bump in the way, but since then they did get a choice and still...

Well, all that is hardly important right now! It's their one week anniversary, and Mari couldn't be antsier to get out of school if it was on fire. Why are there still twenty more minutes of class left...!! Time seems to be passing in slow motion as their math teacher drones on, and Mari manages to feign attention for another minute and a half before reaching for her phone. From two seats to the left, Dia glowers at her, which she expertly ignores. ]

Kanan

Kanan

kanan

Kanan

Are u excited for our DATE????? ＼(^▽^＼)(/^▽^)/ ☆☆☆(( Ｏ(≧ ▽ ≦)Ｏ ))☆☆☆

[rebreathe]

[One thing Kanan has learned, long before the new developments in their relationship, is to make sure her phone remains on vibrate when its sounds might draw attention to herself at inopportune times. Such as during classes, no matter how boring they are. She couldn't, and can't, stop Mari (nobody else dares, except for dire emergencies she hopes never come up again) from messaging her. Which brings us to this.

The perfect picture of diligence -- missing a large part of second year means teachers are quick to check if she keeps up -- until the teacher's back is turned, she balks at the notification count first, despite the rattling in her pocket already an advance warning.

Her expression quickly melts into a grin, one she is aware any onlooker would deem ridiculous, making no effort to hide it; probably in direct contrast with the darkening of Dia's expression she expects but also cannot be bothered to care about.]

I am!

Just hold on a little bit more. I can hear you making weird noises all the way from here.

[reclaimedtime]

[ Come on, you can't indulge her like that and then expect her to settle down! That's only going to make her make more weird noises. Kind of like a really excited hamster? ]

aaaaaaaaaaaAAA but i can't help it!!!!" I wanna go noooow ｡･ﾟﾟ･(>д<)･ﾟﾟ･｡
This class is way 2 long anyway!! Who even thought 3 strait hours of math was a good idea!!

[ A moment's pause, and then she's struck by an epiphany: ]

Σ(･口･) ＯＭＧ!!


i could FIRE them

[rebreathe]

Please don't fire our school staff when there already isn't enough to go around.

[The temptation possibility is so real it scares her.]

What's 15 minutes to 3 hours. And the more you think about it, the longer it feels.

[Advice well applicable to herself. She's just more contained in her impatience.]

[reclaimedtime]

(o｀ε´o) boo!! You spoilsport!
Of course, that was a joke just now♪

[ Can you ever truly be sure... well, she's grinning pretty hard down at her screen, for what it's worth. ]

So whatre YOU thinking abt, then? (｡◉ω◉｡)

[rebreathe]

You.

[A sticker follows, of a jellyfish (???) hiding behind a rock.

Joke?

Or is it, when she looks so pleased with herself?

Her thumb moves, ostensibly typing -- and stops, disappearing with the phone into her pocket, just as their teacher turns around.]

[reclaimedtime]

[ Mari's expression instantaneously grows very, very goofy. She can't even really tell what her face is doing, only that the left corner of her mouth has pulled considerably higher than her right, and that her cheeks are unmistakably warmer than they were two seconds ago.

She puts less effort into obscuring her phone, settling for laying it flat atop her desk; even if the teachers do notice, they know better than to chide their chairwoman for it. Dia calls it an abuse of power, but she's overdramatic that way!

As soon as she's in the clear again, Mari snaps her phone up between both hands-- ]

>>━━━Σ(##ﾟﾛﾟ##)━━━━||>>!!!!!!!!!!!!
Omg omg my heart just skipped a beat for real (ノ∇≦*) if you don't watch out with this smooth talking it could get real dangerous u know!!

[rebreathe]

[Phew. That was close!

The response comes slower than before. Whatever wisecrack left unsent was backspaced over, a mystery for the ages.]

Dangerous? ∑(๑º口º๑)

I was sincere... [Not really looking the part, though. Hand over her nose and mouth, seemingly deep in thought, she's still laughing quietly, voice muffled against the palm covering her face.] You were the one who made me this way.

[Which actually is true, but admitting it out loud takes far thicker skin.]

[reclaimedtime]

Me? (*ﾟ 0ﾟ) wow!!! In that case, I deserve a nice pat on the back(￣▽￣)
A far cry from the girl who gave herself a concussion while getting confessed to, if i do say so myself! ☆

[ Just in case you were wondering whether she'd ever let that die: nope. ]

[rebreathe]

[Very funny.

Not dignifying that with a reply. And keeping her phone. So there.

Class will be out soon. Deal.

She has stopped laughing, at least.]

[reclaimedtime]

Ｏｈ！！ What a scary face!
Don't tell me I hit a sore spot?♪
like the one on ur forehead, maybe........?
(＝￣￣￣￣￣￣ ∇ ￣￣￣￣￣￣＝)♪♪♪♪

[rebreathe]

[The most awful part of it all is how she doesn't even need to read the messages to know what they must say.

Exaggeratedly, pointedly, she stretches out the opening of her unzipped bag further...

...and drops her vibrating phone inside.

A GOOD STUDENT.]

[reclaimedtime]

[ UNBELIEVABLE. Just. Wow. Good thing Kanan's only a seat away, so Mari can direct her wounded expression right at her.

And kick the leg of her desk, a little. ]

Kaaaanaan.... [ Spoken in her very best hushy-voice, which is pretty much a stage whisper. What was that about not wanting to draw any attention to yourself, again? ]

[rebreathe]

[Must not...concede...!!]

Is y 65? I'm getting the feeling I miscalculated a variable along the way.

[Who even cares.

She twirls her pen, apparently oblivious to the fact that their classmates (those still conscious) are also more interested in the wall clock counting down the minutes than in y.]

[reclaimedtime]

It's thirty eiiiight...!

[ In the exact same whiny voice, the kicks steadily persisting. ]

[rebreathe]

I wasn't even close? What went wrong...

[Shush. Studying.

Actual studying, going by the page full of scribbled workings. Amazing how much can get done in between typing up messages.]

where did kanan wear a tie, oh my gosh

[reclaimedtime]

You probably just mixed up the addition and subtraction marks or something somewhere, right? Let me see. [ Wholly undeterred, she drags her chair closer, leaning over Kanan's desk to study the contents of her notebook. Needless to say, those desks weren't built for two people, so their shoulders inevitably end up bumping up against each other, and Mari's hair brushes against Kanan's neck at least once. But she's helping! ]

See, I knew it! [ Not a minute later, she presses a forefinger over a line in the calculations. True enough, the plus sign from the line above it seems to have morphed into a minus along the way. ] Right here.

[ ... Why is it that her academic ability magically materializes almost exclusively when it might get her attention from Kanan... ]

it's from one of the animation design sheets!

[rebreathe]

Aww. [Both at the...odd predicament...she is in, and the carelessness. Avoidable, but not anymore now that they've happened.

Mari's unaware as to how major of a distraction she can be.]

The steps are correct, then? I'll fix the numbers later.

[The teacher's moved on to the next problem, as it is, determined to milk the last few minutes for what they are worth.]

:o got a link, maybe? google has failed me

[reclaimedtime]

Yup! Spot on. You're so diligent, Kanan! [ She beams up at her like a thousand-watt light bulb, brushing fleeting fingertips to her arm. You don't really want to stay mad, do you? ]

try otakomu.jp/archives/441849.html

[rebreathe]

So you say.

[Not smiling, not quite, the curl to her lips is wry, resigned.] "Results aren't proportional to hard work," yeah?

[Though her mood's improved where she can make a dig at herself.]

you just saved my whole, actual life. thanks!!

[reclaimedtime]

Don't be like that! I think you're very impressive.

[ And Mari's word, as we know, is law. Grinning: ] Are you doing the next one, too?

[ Yeah, she's not budging an inch. Looks like she's keen on spending the last few minutes of class right where she is. ]

o7

[rebreathe]

[Hardly about to complain. She probably won't get far with the problem, but resisting Mari when she's so excitable is a greater waste of effort.]

Might as well, to pass the time.

[Softer -- meaningless, when the surrounding classmates no longer bat an eyelid at their antics.] Hang in there.

[reclaimedtime]

I will! [ Mari perks up higher still, then leans sideways, nuzzling her cheek to Kanan's. ] It's easier like this!

[ As well distracting to Kanan, disruptive to whatever semblance of class that still remains, and generally just a little inappropriate?

But childish and ridiculous her actions may be, Mari does seem genuinely happy. Not teasing, not looking to make trouble, but honestly reveling in the proximity. She isn't just impatient for their date -- she's impatient for Kanan. And this, at least, is doing a pretty good job of placating her. ]

[rebreathe]

[A strangled sort of hrgkh. Her writing hand stills, pen clattering to the desk.

While Mari's authority does keep teachers (grudgingly or not) off her back, the same doesn't apply to her. Not to mention the knowing, understanding looks thrown by other students -- lately, even from those in lower grades -- at Kanan's direction since they started a public commotion right on her first day back at school.

To say she dislikes the attention would be ungrateful, but during moments like these, she'd much rather it just be the two of them, on their own.]

Easier, huh. [Why has the bell not chimed yet...]

[reclaimedtime]

[ Wow, Kanan should've asked herself this two hours ago, because thirty seconds later the bell resounds. Ah, the sweetest melody to ever grace human ears! Mari barely waits for the teacher to dismiss them before slamming her palms flat on the table, jumping to her feet with a triumphant cry. ]

Yeeees! [ Kanan better be packing quickly, because Mari looks about ready to drag her off whether she likes it or not. ] Come on, come on, come on!