❝ spring for flirting but fall for the untamed delicious wild things ❞

[medievalism]

{ an autumn mixer }

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[hackr]

Neon snorts. He really isn't that much of a romantic, but he kind of likes the idea of turning an odd happenstance into something more. Especially if the person he's doing it with is this cute and bubbly.

"Next thing you know, someone's gonna catch someone while tripping in slow motion," he jokes, wrinkling his nose and showing off his smile whiskers again.

He does, to his credit, hold the door open for Chasin. "After you."

[kinglydreams]

Chasin stepped inside the door, walking backwards so he could look Neon up and down. A hum and then he snapped his fingers to point at him. "Better you be the one to trip. I think I'm stronger than you so I might be too heavy for you to catch."

Flawless solution and reasoning if you asked him. Then he reached out to snatch his hand in order to drag him to the counter.

"Order whatever you want. My treat."

[hackr]

"Dude, I've gotta be taller than you," Neon protests, looking himself over. Even with his chunky shoes, he has to have a few inches on him!

But then again, he's always liked the idea of being princess-carried.

"I also thought I was treating you!" And now he's a little huffy. Let him have something here, man. He's already played the damsel with his lost scarf like a scene out of Phantom of the Opera.