Time To Start Feeding The ChickadeesGrindstone Creek,Aldershot, ON. Canada

Time to start feeding the Chickadees… Grindstone Creek, Aldershot, ON. Canada

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✿— Mine sees you there Hatori and she’s just gonna grin.

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⊰ ♞ ⊱ —— Hatori’s breath hitched in his throat. Out of all the seats in the room- why did she chose his lap? The couch was large, and quite long… There was enough room for her to spread out on one end if she wished to, yet Ayame’s partner chose this. Cue Hatori’s pulse thrumming in his ears and his heart-rate increasing.

This was was nothing that he was accustomed to; the curse aside, Hatori never pursued women. It wasn’t often he held the company of one. He stiffened, freezing in place and holding still- perhaps if he didn’t move, she wouldn’t be able to see him.

God, was it suddenly hot in there? The back of his neck was covered in a cold sweat.

Her inquiry was answering by a dragon who was steadily losing his composure, his flat, usual tone wavering as he scrambled to get his thoughts together. “I… I suppose I could stay the night, but I haven’t brought a change of clothes, or…” Should he ask why she was in his lap, or should he ignore it? Best not to mention it, he thought. That would only make this even morepainfully awkward than it already was. An impromptu sleep-over wasn’t a terrible idea, was it?

“If you wouldn’t mind me staying, I… I don’t see why not.”

✿— Mine seemed to either not notice or not be bothered by the sudden change in attitude, instead perfectly happily to remain where she was and watch the other flounder about. How absolutely adorable was he when he got all flustered, if only Ayame had been here to see. There’s a soft chuckle before Mine decides to push a little further, unable to help herself from teasing the stammering dragon. 

“I’m sure Ayame has something you could borrow, and if all else fails we always have some outfits you could try on.” 

The seamstress wraps her arms around the other’s neck and leans against him, humming happily at the close contact. She had always been a rather physical person, and with the curse gone now she was so very happy that she could show her affection to her little family. Her chin rests against Hatori’s chest as she peeks up at him, a small grin forming. 

“You don’t have to be so nervous, Hatori. I don’t bite--- well, I mean I can if you’re into that I guess~!”

;;finishing up last minute touch-ups to the t-shirt design before I send it off to my friend, fingers crossed that they like it! If they do then her new company will have an official tee and I may be able to post a link up once she gets things situated! Gosh I dunno what I would even do if she decides to roll with this I’m so nervous/excited ; v ; If I do get more details I’ll be sure to share them with you all since we’ll be taking some of the money and donating it to charity (as well as just plain shirts to the teen shelter since they’re in need of clothes). But um!! Yeah!! If I’m a little quiet that’s why, but feel free to pester me on IM 

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✿— A glance in the other’s direction is enough to elicit a smile from the seamstress, who raises her one free hand to give a small wave in greeting. “Hello~! I’ll be with you in just a moment! Feel free to look around while you wait though!”