["Not when you say it like that," aka, "Yeah, I totally did." Dang, what is with the lack of faith? She would never, ever let him float into space, and while she's still smiling... hmm, keeping him in the air suddenly isn't that fun at all.]
I promise that I wasn't. And I'll even let you down if you want me to, but... I kind of need my hand back for that?
[Look, she definitely floated him as a punishment the first time--]
Oh, right. [......okay, he'll let go, nervously. Immediately he starts kind of waving his arms, ostensibly to maintain balance, but this will probably make it worse. Please spare him this shame.]
[That wasn't punishment, that was an attempt to save his stupid self from taking a dip in the canal!! But details, details. Let her just quickly press her fingertips together to release her quirk, and... ta-da, he's suddenly dropping back down to the ground. She won't comment on how silly he looked for those last few seconds.]
[It was punishment!! But ah, the sweet solidness of the ground. Thanks for sparing him and not making fun of him while he wobbled, or again now when he almost screws up the very short landing.]
Yeah, yeah... [grumble mumble... he sighs, looking down and around forrrr something??] Alright, where's the flower hat? Let's do this!
[Operation: Floating Flower Crown was ruined the moment she released her quirk, but she has no regrets. She's too nice to make him suffer for some silly flowers. Now that this big, grumpy baby is back on the ground, though...]
I'll get it, but I have to put it on your head. So sit like you always do, okay?
[Forget his precious hair. She wants to see a squatting delinquent wear a flower crown! Humor her!]
[He's sacrificing his precious hair for this, please appreciate him a little more. He gives her a look- she's going to crown him? So dorky- but then he squats down on the ground, as is tradition.]
[How can she possibly appreciate him more than she already does? But yes, fine, give her a second to retrieve the crown; she's back in a flash, and she very, very carefully places it on top of his head before taking a step back to admire her handiwork.
...Oh, jeez. She covers her mouth with one hand, trying to look as serious as she possibly can. It's a struggle.]
M-Make a really mean face? [He's going to say that's too much, she can feel it, so—] Please?
[Here he is, squatting and wearing a flower crown, and she still has more requests to make... He makes a face, but it's not a really mean one so much as one of very patient disbelief. Ochako...]
For real?
[He can sense the laughter from here. Let it out.]
[He clearly doesn't understand how badly she wants to see this. She's not above asking again, and this time she'll be sure to ask him very, very nicely.]
Just this one time! Please, Okuyasu?
[There's a (slightly shaky) smile and everything? Look at how precious she is??]
[Okuyasu looks at her with the same slightly judgmental look for another couple seconds before he sighs and hangs his head (and has to reach up to make sure the crown stays on, oop). He's so very weak...?!]
Alright, but I'm only doing it once, so pay attention!
[And he will make the meanest face he can, which will look even more ridiculous without any actual meanness behind it, since this is true goofiness distilled to its essence. But there, he's doing it.]
[This is so much better than she'd expected it to be! She can only look at him for the briefest of seconds before the spitting begins, but at least she's polite enough to turn her face to the side? Sorry, Okuyasu. Except... not really, because he knew what he was getting into. He's seen enough of these laughing fits to know exactly how long this is going to last.
Her own flower crown is over there in the grass somewhere, completely abandoned, because goodbye, cruel world. Ochako is dying.]
[Yep, there she goes... He'll wait until she's done, or at least, until he's sick of making this dumb face and can just sit on the ground again, properly, without the thug squat. He's still got the crown on so she doesn't complain, not that he thinks she could, laughing all over like that--
Still laughing... still...
Okay, now that he needs something to do, he leans over egregiously far to pick up the other flower crown, then gets to his feet. Come here, laughing girl--] Alright already, c'mere.
[She doesn't actually have to chill, because he's dropping the crown on her haid either way.]
[Ochako's laughter is already beginning to peter out by the time he drops the crown on his head, but that certainly does end it all a bit more quickly. Quelle surprise! She instinctively reaches up to grab her creation, not wanting it to slide off on to the ground, and... dang, how many flowers did she actually weave into these things? It feels so... stupidly tall...
But taking it off is out of the question, so she just does her best to straighten it before she looks up at him. Hey, it's only fair for her to look ridiculous for a minute or two.]
So? How does it look? [Stupid!! She gives him a sheepish grin, preparing herself for the inevitable laugh.] ...Pretty silly, right?
[It looks... pretty ridiculous, that's true. Okuyasu knows he still looks dumber wearing a bunch of flowers on his head, so that's fine— but that crown is just so much flower!! Too bad he can't call her cute or the timeline shatters, dang, but he can reach out again and tug gently on one of the flowers, tilting the crown a little so it will stay on its own. She just fixed it? He's helping.
Does it look sillier? Probably! They're just standing in a field doing this, there are no witnesses...]
Oh, for sure. Looks better on you than it does on me, huh?
[He can silently appreciate how cute she is? Just like she silently appreciates him helping her out like that. Very sweet, Okuyasu. She's sure that she had everything under control, but still. Very sweet.]
Hmm... [She tilts her head a bit, once again trying to look as serious as possible as she studies his new look.] I don't know? I think you look great!
[Pffft. The corners of her lips are already twitching upward, aaaand... yep, she's smiling. She can't go more than two minutes without smiling when she's around him. What a terrible problem to have.]
[Don't worry, he's definitely silently appreciating. He scoffs good-naturedly and waves off her silly compliments. Please, he looks like a fool, he knows... but it's fine, isn't it, because it's just the two of them.]
Yeah, yeah... I'm taking it off in, like, five minutes.
[For real, he is!! But until then they can just stand around smiling at each other like losers while the scene fades out... there they go...]
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Not—not when you say it like that... [he's made his mistakes...]
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I promise that I wasn't. And I'll even let you down if you want me to, but... I kind of need my hand back for that?
[The hand he's holding on to for dear life.]
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Oh, right. [......okay, he'll let go, nervously. Immediately he starts kind of waving his arms, ostensibly to maintain balance, but this will probably make it worse. Please spare him this shame.]
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There! Do you feel better now?
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Yeah, yeah... [grumble mumble... he sighs, looking down and around forrrr something??] Alright, where's the flower hat? Let's do this!
[He's making it up to her, okay.]
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I'll get it, but I have to put it on your head. So sit like you always do, okay?
[Forget his precious hair. She wants to see a squatting delinquent wear a flower crown! Humor her!]
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Okay, hit me with it.
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...Oh, jeez. She covers her mouth with one hand, trying to look as serious as she possibly can. It's a struggle.]
M-Make a really mean face? [He's going to say that's too much, she can feel it, so—] Please?
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For real?
[He can sense the laughter from here. Let it out.]
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Just this one time! Please, Okuyasu?
[There's a (slightly shaky) smile and everything? Look at how precious she is??]
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Alright, but I'm only doing it once, so pay attention!
[And he will make the meanest face he can, which will look even more ridiculous without any actual meanness behind it, since this is true goofiness distilled to its essence. But there, he's doing it.]
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Her own flower crown is over there in the grass somewhere, completely abandoned, because goodbye, cruel world. Ochako is dying.]
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Still laughing... still...
Okay, now that he needs something to do, he leans over egregiously far to pick up the other flower crown, then gets to his feet. Come here, laughing girl--] Alright already, c'mere.
[She doesn't actually have to chill, because he's dropping the crown on her haid either way.]
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But taking it off is out of the question, so she just does her best to straighten it before she looks up at him. Hey, it's only fair for her to look ridiculous for a minute or two.]
So? How does it look? [Stupid!! She gives him a sheepish grin, preparing herself for the inevitable laugh.] ...Pretty silly, right?
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Does it look sillier? Probably! They're just standing in a field doing this, there are no witnesses...]
Oh, for sure. Looks better on you than it does on me, huh?
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Hmm... [She tilts her head a bit, once again trying to look as serious as possible as she studies his new look.] I don't know? I think you look great!
[Pffft. The corners of her lips are already twitching upward, aaaand... yep, she's smiling. She can't go more than two minutes without smiling when she's around him. What a terrible problem to have.]
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Yeah, yeah... I'm taking it off in, like, five minutes.
[For real, he is!! But until then they can just stand around smiling at each other like losers while the scene fades out... there they go...]