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The moment Edward had left to fetch the current players from the tent, you had silently risen from your seat and ventured to the barrel of items. By the time he started making his way back to the group, you were already holding a long, pink ribbon in your hand. You knew exactly who the item belonged to, but you managed to wait for Edward to return before saying anything. As soon as you saw him, however, you called out. “I volunteered myself to go next. I've already got my item and I know who my partner is.”
“Works for me.” Not at all upset with your initiative, Edward nodded, approving of your actions. “That's just one less thing I've got to do. Carry on.”
“Thank you very much.” Since you already knew who your partner was, you turned away from the barrel and quickly made your way over to Olivia. She had seen you pick her item and had been blushing ever since. Not wanting to fluster her anymore than she already was, you kindly offered her your hand, and a smile. “You ready?”
Though she was terribly embarrassed and nervous, she nodded and accepted your hand. “I-I suppose so. I should warn you now, though, I'm probably not going to be any good at this game.”
“Don't worry about it. The point is just to relax and have some fun.” Still holding her hand, you confidently lead her into the supply tent and made yourself comfortable on the ground. “Oh, you probably want this back.” Quickly digging into your pocket, you retrieved the long ribbon and held it out to her. “Here.”
Looking up at you through her thick lashes, she gingerly reclaimed the ribbon, then turned her eyes to the floor. “Thank you.”
“You're very welcome. It is yours, after all.” As shy as she was, it was proving rather difficult to keep any sort of conversation alive for more than a few seconds. Still, you were going to try. “I don't know how you can dance with something like that. I'd probably end up tying myself up or tripping all over myself. It's quite a talent.” After a moment of pause, you rephrased what you'd said. “I mean your dancing, not my tying myself up, obviously.”
“Tying yourself up while dancing would be a talent too. I'm not sure it would be very safe though.” Amused by the thought, Olivia covered her mouth and quietly began to giggle. Finally, she seemed to be relaxing, at least enough to enjoy herself. “I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to sound rude.”
“It wasn't rude at all. Besides, I said it first.” Hoping you wouldn't regret it, you slowly began inching your way closer to her. You honestly doubted that any sort of kiss would take place, but you wanted to be close enough for a kiss to occur, just in case. Even though you had attempted to move slowly and stealthily, Olivia had instantly noticed noticed your movement. She didn't say anything, but she was blushing again. “Sorry. Am I too close?”
“N-no, not at all.” Determined not to let her shyness get the better of her, she quickly shook her head. “It was my choice to play this game, so you shouldn't do things differently for me.” Olivia's voice was quiet, and shaky, but you could tell that she meant what she said. Pushing past her discomfort, she gently placed her hand on yours. “You can play like you normally would.”
Unsure whether to feel embarrassed or flattered, you gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. “I'm not sure how I would normally play, since I haven't played before, but I'll do my best.” Not wanting to waste her efforts, you decided to do exactly as she'd asked. Knowing time was short, and not wanting her to change her mind before you had a chance to act, you quickly leaned over and placed a kiss on her cheek. It was a purely innocent kiss, but the minute your lips touched her soft skin, she seemed to go limp. “Are you okay?”
“I'm alright. You don't need to worry about me.” Before the words had completely left her mouth, Olivia began to swoon.
Afraid she might tip over or faint at any second, you gently wrapped your arm around her shoulders in an attempt to support her should she fall. “If you say so, I won't argue with you. I'm going to keep my arm around you though, just in case.”
“Okay. I don't mind.” After giving a weak nod, Olivia rested her head on your shoulder. Her sudden stillness told you that her shyness had finally taken over.
Perfectly on time, Edward entered the tent and looked down at you. “Aw, this is cute. I'm surprised she let you touch her.” Taking a step closer, he noticed what had happened. “W-wait a second, did she pass out?” Not at all surprised, Edward laughed. “Looks like we'll need to use another tent until she wakes up. Luckily, I was prepared for this to happen.” He smiled. "Take your time leaving."
“Works for me.” Not at all upset with your initiative, Edward nodded, approving of your actions. “That's just one less thing I've got to do. Carry on.”
“Thank you very much.” Since you already knew who your partner was, you turned away from the barrel and quickly made your way over to Olivia. She had seen you pick her item and had been blushing ever since. Not wanting to fluster her anymore than she already was, you kindly offered her your hand, and a smile. “You ready?”
Though she was terribly embarrassed and nervous, she nodded and accepted your hand. “I-I suppose so. I should warn you now, though, I'm probably not going to be any good at this game.”
“Don't worry about it. The point is just to relax and have some fun.” Still holding her hand, you confidently lead her into the supply tent and made yourself comfortable on the ground. “Oh, you probably want this back.” Quickly digging into your pocket, you retrieved the long ribbon and held it out to her. “Here.”
Looking up at you through her thick lashes, she gingerly reclaimed the ribbon, then turned her eyes to the floor. “Thank you.”
“You're very welcome. It is yours, after all.” As shy as she was, it was proving rather difficult to keep any sort of conversation alive for more than a few seconds. Still, you were going to try. “I don't know how you can dance with something like that. I'd probably end up tying myself up or tripping all over myself. It's quite a talent.” After a moment of pause, you rephrased what you'd said. “I mean your dancing, not my tying myself up, obviously.”
“Tying yourself up while dancing would be a talent too. I'm not sure it would be very safe though.” Amused by the thought, Olivia covered her mouth and quietly began to giggle. Finally, she seemed to be relaxing, at least enough to enjoy herself. “I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to sound rude.”
“It wasn't rude at all. Besides, I said it first.” Hoping you wouldn't regret it, you slowly began inching your way closer to her. You honestly doubted that any sort of kiss would take place, but you wanted to be close enough for a kiss to occur, just in case. Even though you had attempted to move slowly and stealthily, Olivia had instantly noticed noticed your movement. She didn't say anything, but she was blushing again. “Sorry. Am I too close?”
“N-no, not at all.” Determined not to let her shyness get the better of her, she quickly shook her head. “It was my choice to play this game, so you shouldn't do things differently for me.” Olivia's voice was quiet, and shaky, but you could tell that she meant what she said. Pushing past her discomfort, she gently placed her hand on yours. “You can play like you normally would.”
Unsure whether to feel embarrassed or flattered, you gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. “I'm not sure how I would normally play, since I haven't played before, but I'll do my best.” Not wanting to waste her efforts, you decided to do exactly as she'd asked. Knowing time was short, and not wanting her to change her mind before you had a chance to act, you quickly leaned over and placed a kiss on her cheek. It was a purely innocent kiss, but the minute your lips touched her soft skin, she seemed to go limp. “Are you okay?”
“I'm alright. You don't need to worry about me.” Before the words had completely left her mouth, Olivia began to swoon.
Afraid she might tip over or faint at any second, you gently wrapped your arm around her shoulders in an attempt to support her should she fall. “If you say so, I won't argue with you. I'm going to keep my arm around you though, just in case.”
“Okay. I don't mind.” After giving a weak nod, Olivia rested her head on your shoulder. Her sudden stillness told you that her shyness had finally taken over.
Perfectly on time, Edward entered the tent and looked down at you. “Aw, this is cute. I'm surprised she let you touch her.” Taking a step closer, he noticed what had happened. “W-wait a second, did she pass out?” Not at all surprised, Edward laughed. “Looks like we'll need to use another tent until she wakes up. Luckily, I was prepared for this to happen.” He smiled. "Take your time leaving."
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