[ Though he doesn't respond to the encouragement, it's more than obvious that Isabela's presence makes it all to easy to fall into the idea that even he could enjoy himself at such a lighthearted affair. Even if said party is the last thing on his mind, and Isabela is the only radiant being in the room that he finds worthy of attention.
For those few seconds, at least, he can enjoy the closeness. He can relish the warmth of their lips joined together, perhaps even deepen the kiss for one indulgent moment. He finds his arms encircling her waist and holding her close, smiling faintly as they gradually pull apart.
That does mean, however, that the effect of the mistletoe begins to wear off increasingly rapidly. ]
Hmm? [ Comes the initially groggy response, followed by sharp surprise.
He takes a step back and unravels his arms, looking at Isabela with shocked, wide eyes. ]
M-my apologies! I did not mean to! [ But he totally did? There goes tomato face again. ]
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For those few seconds, at least, he can enjoy the closeness. He can relish the warmth of their lips joined together, perhaps even deepen the kiss for one indulgent moment. He finds his arms encircling her waist and holding her close, smiling faintly as they gradually pull apart.
That does mean, however, that the effect of the mistletoe begins to wear off increasingly rapidly. ]
Hmm? [ Comes the initially groggy response, followed by sharp surprise.
He takes a step back and unravels his arms, looking at Isabela with shocked, wide eyes. ]
M-my apologies! I did not mean to! [ But he totally did? There goes tomato face again. ]