["Assumptions?" Her brow furrows in confusion as she tries to connect the dots here. Assumptions about what, exactly? Him not wanting to... oh. And now her eyes are widening in surprise, her hand leaving her hip to come cover her open mouth.
Oh.
Except... there's no way that can be true, no matter how badly her half-drunk self would like it to be. But then why would he say that? She stands there silently for a moment longer, thoughts swimming around in her head so quickly that she feels like she might be sick. She has to say something, right? She needs to say something.]
So...
[What a start! She's speaking slowly and quietly, completely unsure as to what she's supposed to say. This is new territory, and... oh boy, but it's awkward. She'll just have to... work it out as she goes...]
If I was wrong, then do you really want to... [GOD. She takes another deep breath.] What... do you want?
What do you mean, what do I want? [ it's something that hadn't occurred to him until just now, shoved into a position where the point of this whole pain in the ass game is to touch mouths with some idiot he couldn't give less of a shit about--
but this is uraraka, and he actually does give quite a lot of shits about her. which is probably why he wouldn't really make a move on her in the first place, but now to his slightly tipsy mind the thought of doing so is now just massively tempting, she is this close and it's slightly messing with him. only 'there's no way I'd kiss you' kind of repeats in his head because... that's actually kind of a blow to his ego. ]
I want you to tell me if you don't want this.
[ he wants to know what she'll do if he closes the distance, feel his way up her arm to her shoulder to her cheek so he could get a feel of where her face is before he double-guesses himself. and then he presses his mouth to hers, his lips are dry and the kiss is chaste but not particularly gentle, but apparently this is what he wants to do. ]
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Oh.
Except... there's no way that can be true, no matter how badly her half-drunk self would like it to be. But then why would he say that? She stands there silently for a moment longer, thoughts swimming around in her head so quickly that she feels like she might be sick. She has to say something,
right? She needs to say something.]
So...
[What a start! She's speaking slowly and quietly, completely unsure as to what she's supposed to say. This is new territory, and... oh boy, but it's awkward. She'll just have to... work it out as she goes...]
If I was wrong, then do you really want to... [GOD. She takes another deep breath.] What... do you want?
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but this is uraraka, and he actually does give quite a lot of shits about her. which is probably why he wouldn't really make a move on her in the first place, but now to his slightly tipsy mind the thought of doing so is now just massively tempting, she is this close and it's slightly messing with him. only 'there's no way I'd kiss you' kind of repeats in his head because... that's actually kind of a blow to his ego. ]
I want you to tell me if you don't want this.
[ he wants to know what she'll do if he closes the distance, feel his way up her arm to her shoulder to her cheek so he could get a feel of where her face is before he double-guesses himself. and then he presses his mouth to hers, his lips are dry and the kiss is chaste but not particularly gentle, but apparently this is what he wants to do. ]