( It's a little fresh to kiss Ginger deep without hearing the blood rush down - mistakenly and oblivious to their new anatomy (despite presently wearing it), Mika wonders if the new form has resolved Ginger's affliction, if only halfway. Something for them to keep in their back pocket later, maybe.
He admires Ginger, head to toe, finding him perfect regardless of shape - both unparalleled because both are his love and his heart - and finding new things he likes about this Ginger, just as lovely as the Ginger he's known 'til now.
And, of course, Ginger's voice (which intones just as dulcet) brings a little more pink to his cheeks. No matter his look, Ginger's always so... )
I don't look that different...
( He says this awkwardly, never sure how to accept Ginger's gushing. (Kurapika did do his makeup, though. Thank you Kurapika.)
Tentatively, his hands run light along Ginger's curves and fall up - fingers tangling in his pretty long hair, brushing his fingers through them like he would Ginger's shorter style - but it's satisfying to run his fingers further through than usual. And it's just as silky to the touch...
He brings his hands around to the back of Ginger's head - pulling him in for a kiss on the cheek, this time. Now they're perfectly mirrored.
Oh. Actually, he thinks he left a bit of lipstick on Ginger's cheek doing that... and his lips? Hold on... Wait... Okay - he laughs a little, without explanation. Not ominous at all, don't worry about it, (it's just kinda cute???) )
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He admires Ginger, head to toe, finding him perfect regardless of shape - both unparalleled because both are his love and his heart - and finding new things he likes about this Ginger, just as lovely as the Ginger he's known 'til now.
And, of course, Ginger's voice (which intones just as dulcet) brings a little more pink to his cheeks. No matter his look, Ginger's always so... )
I don't look that different...
( He says this awkwardly, never sure how to accept Ginger's gushing. (Kurapika did do his makeup, though. Thank you Kurapika.)
Tentatively, his hands run light along Ginger's curves and fall up - fingers tangling in his pretty long hair, brushing his fingers through them like he would Ginger's shorter style - but it's satisfying to run his fingers further through than usual. And it's just as silky to the touch...
He brings his hands around to the back of Ginger's head - pulling him in for a kiss on the cheek, this time. Now they're perfectly mirrored.
Oh. Actually, he thinks he left a bit of lipstick on Ginger's cheek doing that... and his lips? Hold on... Wait... Okay - he laughs a little, without explanation. Not ominous at all, don't worry about it, (it's just kinda cute???) )