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>> #84260, on the other hand, while completely aware the other would come in, still flinched when he moved forward. The fear was mostly irrational, sure, but it still washed along his spine like droplets of melting ice plunging down his collar: was his room really worthy of another pair of eyes’s sight? And that pair of eyes in particular, oh he couldn’t bear to disappoint. It was all so messy, so-

“O-Oh?… Hhhh… You think? Aah… thank you…hhh….”

He quickly shut the door behind him and scuttled along with Kinder, chewing down on his nails. The uncertainty of that all was staggering. He knew he had to do something, behave in a certain way. But having guests over was something he’d never experienced before. “Well…! I mean, uh… feel free to… to do as you p-please? Uhm.. o-oh…” Perhaps pulling out a chair would be polite enough. “Do you wish to take a seat…?” <<

Kinder was looking around the room, even if there weren’t too many things to look at. He wanted to remember it all, take it all in. “Aah..its all so c-cute....I mean! UM..HHH.” He pulled at his collar and let out a wheeze, then coughed nervously. Kinder hoped the other wouldn’t noticed that particular comment.

“Yes sure, I should sit.. Hhh” He gently sat down, looking at the smaller elsen politely. “...Do..you want to open...your present now?” Kinder really wanted to see the look on 842′s face when he opened the gift.

“Ah..I mean you don’t h-have too! hhh.”

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>> His eyes aimlessly darted around, down at the endearing little package now cradled in his arms, then up at the unexpected visitor, perhaps in the vain hope of finding the appropriate response he was looking for. That situation demanded his best careful use of his whole repertoire of social skills, like pawns on a checkboard… That is, if he had one.

“Uh…? Oh my, t-thank you, sir! Hhhh, and, uh… no! No, it’s fine, really, it’s… hhhh….g-good to see you! Thank you for… visiting… m… e….” he mumbled, a faint peachy red painting his cheeks. “Ah… uhm… I…. W, Would you like to come in…? I’m sorry it’s a little bit of a mess, ahhh!” <<

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“A-ah I am sorry!” Kinder bowed his head slightly. He honestly felt a bit foolish. He knew it would get dark before he had gotten home. Still he wanted to give the gift anyway.

“Oh hhh yes yes..I would lov- yes!” He stepped inside the smaller elsen’s house. It was almost like a dream for him. The apartment was room was modest, small, plain, but clean. Just as Kinder had pictured it.

“Ahh how...l-lovely! You really hh...keep your room nice and tidy!” 

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“U-um...uh I need a book. One is missing from the library... Hhh. I have the serial number here...sorry to bother you.” He shakily held out a tiny piece of paper.

"Excuse me s-sir. Not to be rude but could hhh I ask you something?"

“Sir, kid. Spill it.”

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ALSO THIS  so I can reblog it on meatwaterfalls tomorrow ahah~

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(When u think about how great your little elsen bf is and you just want him to be happy)

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The shockwave from runaway star Zeta Ophiuchi js

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"I’m...I’m....running out of pens. Hh. N-not good.” 

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Kinder looked as equally as flustered as the smaller elsen. He fumbled on his words before sputtering out a sentence. “A-ah!! HH no that is okay! I just…I just came on a whim I wanted you…to have this!” He held out a neatly wrapped gift.

“I suppose I should have thought it t-through more…” He glanced around briefly. “Its a-almost dark ahh…hhh..” Embarrassment was plastered all over his face.

Kinder figured since the work day was over, he had plenty of time to see 842 now, even if was nearly sunset. He took the monorail as normal until it stopped in Zone 1. As per usual he had brought the smaller elsen a gift. What was a bit unusual was that Kinder had showed up at 842's small apartment room! He knocked on the door, but not too loudly.

>> If any sort of noise could be heard from inside, the gentle knockshad quickly smothered it under a heavy shroud of silence. Then, thepadded sound of footsteps pacing around filtered through thedoor – increasingly rapid, frantic… in an agitated rush. Apityful orchestra of panicked tapping, thumping and the distinctclanking of something falling to the floor.Then the tinkling ofsomeone fumbling with a chain lock – and the door opened in a slit only wide enough for a single eye to cautiously peekthrough.

“Hhhh…?” And at last, a rather flustered#84260 finally appeared at the doorstep. At last.

“S-S… Sir?Oh… Oh, dear! I… hhh…. I… uhm… Hello! I’m so sorry, hhh, Ireally… wasn’t expecting you!” <<

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>> And the problem of letting go of him was solved, now! Initiative had spared Kinder an indefinite, yet most certainly long time of increasingly awkward, motionless hugging. He didn’t seem too overjoyed about it, though, his face painted with sour surprise and vague confusion. “Uh…? I… Why, yes..!” he mumbled, albeit uncertainly. His cheerful need for cuddling told him that yes, he was perfectly alright, better than ever. But that gaze locked down on him - concerned… as if he’d done something inappropriate, something… wrong - dragged familiar traces of worry and self-doubt back to the surface. “I…I… hhhh…” “I d-don’t… know…” <<

Kinder’s expression fell into a worried one. 842 wasn’t ever this openly affectionate. Kinder enjoyed it for the moment, but he was more worried now about the other’s well being.

“Have you eaten anything s-strange?? You look okay...you just...hh...are a bit more...affectionate than normal. That is all! Hhhh.” 

Kinder gave the smaller elsen a wave. He had wondered how the other had been doing lately. Well, he always wondered this about this particular person.

>> Watch the look on his face shift from uncertainty to a smile brighter than the flashlight he kept right beside his bed - for the particularly spooky nights. And all in a matter of tiny little instants!“Ah! S-…Sir!” He was just about to politely, discreetly wave back, as usual. Grey-face magic drowned out that option, though, and instead tugged firmly at his deepest feelings, timidly curled up at the very pit of his stomach.

…No. No. Do not. Don’t do it, he desperately repeated himself.No.Stop.Please-

“May I… Hhhh… May I ask for a hug…?”<<

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>> Truly there was no room for worries, nor regret of any kind, there. With the gentle warmth of Kinder’s arms cautiously holding him against his chest, there really wasn’t room for much more other than sheer and innocent bliss. Every thought, drenched wet with sugary joy and comfort - even more than they’d have been if he wasn’t that heavily intoxicated with anon magic. 

A content peep found its way out. Now letting go of the other would be… problematic. <<

While Kinder was enjoying this moment, a tiny voice in the back of his head kept asking. “Is small one okay? Why did he ask for the hug? He would normally never ask for this.”

So with a heavy heart and mind, Kinder gently pulled 842′s hands off of him, but held them within his own. “..I..I must ask you...hhh...are you alright??”

Kinder gave the smaller elsen a wave. He had wondered how the other had been doing lately. Well, he always wondered this about this particular person.

>> Watch the look on his face shift from uncertainty to a smile brighter than the flashlight he kept right beside his bed - for the particularly spooky nights. And all in a matter of tiny little instants!“Ah! S-…Sir!” He was just about to politely, discreetly wave back, as usual. Grey-face magic drowned out that option, though, and instead tugged firmly at his deepest feelings, timidly curled up at the very pit of his stomach.

…No. No. Do not. Don’t do it, he desperately repeated himself.No.Stop.Please-

“May I… Hhhh… May I ask for a hug…?”<<

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>> “A-Ah! Thank you…!” And he would have been surprised - if not downright horrified - to hear words as scandalous as those simply spilling out his throat as well, if only that swarm of buzzing intrusive thoughts allowed him to. Oh, there would be so much regret washing over him like hammering rain once he’d regain control over his own reckless behavior. There would be so much frustration! So much unforgiving shame! 

But for now, there was none of that. Just him, waddling forward, arms spread wide open to gently wrap them around the other’s waist. <<

If this was a dream, then Kinder did not want to wake up. Feeling those tiny arms around his waist suddenly made all of the suffering i his life worth it. Just to live so he could experience this moment. It was all worth it.

Kinder was hesitant to return the hug though. Was he allowed too? It seemed as if he would be allowed this priceless permission. Carefully Kinder hugged the smaller elsen back. 

How nice.

Kinder gave the smaller elsen a wave. He had wondered how the other had been doing lately. Well, he always wondered this about this particular person.

>> Watch the look on his face shift from uncertainty to a smile brighter than the flashlight he kept right beside his bed - for the particularly spooky nights. And all in a matter of tiny little instants!“Ah! S-…Sir!” He was just about to politely, discreetly wave back, as usual. Grey-face magic drowned out that option, though, and instead tugged firmly at his deepest feelings, timidly curled up at the very pit of his stomach.

…No. No. Do not. Don’t do it, he desperately repeated himself.No.Stop.Please-

“May I… Hhhh… May I ask for a hug…?”<<

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((human KINDER for an au B ) ))

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Kinder hadn’t expected the other elsen to request anything like that. How different! It was almost scary. He let out a gentle gasp, bringing up his hand to his mouth. “...H-hug? Hh...” 

He wouldn’t say no of course. Kinder had dreamt many times of hugging the smaller elsen. It was a dream come true! 

“..W-well...yes! Of course..hh you can h-hug me!” 

Kinder gave the smaller elsen a wave. He had wondered how the other had been doing lately. Well, he always wondered this about this particular person.

>> Watch the look on his face shift from uncertainty to a smile brighter than the flashlight he kept right beside his bed - for the particularly spooky nights. And all in a matter of tiny little instants!“Ah! S-…Sir!” He was just about to politely, discreetly wave back, as usual. Grey-face magic drowned out that option, though, and instead tugged firmly at his deepest feelings, timidly curled up at the very pit of his stomach.

…No. No. Do not. Don’t do it, he desperately repeated himself.No.Stop.Please-

“May I… Hhhh… May I ask for a hug…?”<<

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Kinder let out a sigh. “Hh...I promised...I wouldn’t say..they’ll....they’ll become very embarrassed.” He frowned. “Even if you won’t trust me...I s-still will say it is perfectly good milk.” 

Kinder took a step back. “I am not a-allowed to say! Hh…it is suppose to be a secret! But it is a gift! …hh”

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Oooh nothing just thought i would come by and you know hang out….! *giggles and walks a little closer to him*what’s gotten you all shaken up…?

What had Kinder shaken up was this stranger kept invading his personal space. “I..I just...hh..you are too close..!” 

Hey kinder! *smiles and hugs him*

Who was this person and why were they hugging him? Kinder’s initial response was to wheeze and shove the stranger off of them. “W-who!?”  

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Kinder took a step back. “I am not a-allowed to say! Hh...it is suppose to be a secret! But it is a gift! ...hh”

“OH…oh..um yes…” Kinder rubbed the back of his neck. “I don’t remember much from that..hhh…I mean when it was happening…um..” He shook his head then handed Chris a bottle of milk. “…Someone told me..to give this to you.”