Dash puts his hands over his cheeks, which he's pretty sure are probably tomato-colored. They feel like they're burning up. It's not from feeling shy, but rather because he's anticipating. He's been anticipating for a long time.

Sometimes, Dash is very good at being patient. When it really counts, he's as patient as can be. Others, however, he can get downright antsy. And this is something that's been the source of some antsy feelings lately. He wants to be with Sungmin, so very badly. "Thanks," he breathes out in light of the compliment about his robe.

Instinctively, he steps closer to Sungmin, ready to reach for him, but knowing he really ought to take this slow. "Let's-" He starts to speak, lowering his hands to his sides and fiddling with the tie on the robe again. "Maybe start on opposite sides and move closer? Just... just so we don't get overwhelmed all at once."