This is what happens when he associates mistletoe with both very good and horrendously bad memories, and it all comes rushing back like a migraine.
Well, that, and having to own up to what's been happening the last few months. Nami-san, don't be mad at him. ;;]
I-- [A sudden frown] Actually, it started with that shitty little elf who kept insisting I needed to spread some holiday cheer. [Grumble] Bastard stuck mistletoe right over our heads when we weren't looking.
[Oh, don't get him wrong. He enjoyed the kiss, just not the ensuing awkward.]
But then I went to drop off her Christmas gift and she-- [Okay this is annoying. He rubs at one of his cheeks in woeful distaste.] Ah, well, there actually wasn't mistletoe that second time.
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Now he's really blushing.
This is what happens when he associates mistletoe with both very good and horrendously bad memories, and it all comes rushing back like a migraine.
Well, that, and having to own up to what's been happening the last few months. Nami-san, don't be mad at him. ;;]
I-- [A sudden frown] Actually, it started with that shitty little elf who kept insisting I needed to spread some holiday cheer. [Grumble] Bastard stuck mistletoe right over our heads when we weren't looking.
[Oh, don't get him wrong. He enjoyed the kiss, just not the ensuing awkward.]
But then I went to drop off her Christmas gift and she-- [Okay this is annoying. He rubs at one of his cheeks in woeful distaste.] Ah, well, there actually wasn't mistletoe that second time.