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Oh, you don't have to! I'm just teasing. I tend to do that a lot. [ He gave a little shrug of his shoulder, not wanting Dash to feel like he had to do something. Sometimes it made him feel panicky if someone wanted to do something for him because he worried he did a burst of allure without meaning to. It could be difficult knowing genuine reactions.

The fist pump- Dash you're going to make him a puddle of awwing. ]

I know more about you. It's a good thing.

[ He gave a shake of his head, stepping back to allow Dash to move closer to the dough. ] It wouldn't bug me at all. I would be happy to help.

It really is. Dressing someone can be romantic too. [ A pause. ] Undressing too.

[ His eyes moved over towards the cupcake. ] It's nearly too pretty to eat. Now you only have eleven more to decorate.

[ Dash gives a dismissive wave of his hand, smiling brightly again. ] It's okay! Teasing's fine, Mr. Charming Flirt. [ His smile gets a little softer. ] Really, it's nothing to worry about, right? [ Dash, it would appear, is one of those people who is worried about other people worrying.

He doesn't like to watch it go on without trying to fix things. He's a fixer. ] I'm still curious though, seriously!

[ Also, he seems pretty pleased about the thought of sharing things. Given he's had a lot of secrets to juggle lately, having things to talk about freely is nice. ] It is good, right?

I can tell you more about the shop... if you're interested. Maybe you could give me some pointers? [ There's a definite hopeful note to his voice.

He turns a little shy at the talking of dressing and undressing. ] I... I've maybe had a little experience there. [ He's blushing, so there's clearly a story there.

And... ] Too pretty to eat? That's a nice thing to say! Should the others look the same or can I do something different for each?

[ Could it be - Sungmin looked a little shy briefly since maybe the tease meant he had paid too close of attention already but he always kept a close eye on everything around him. He never wanted to be caught unaware again and have yo deal with more crippling loss. ] It's just -- your tone gets deeper sometimes. It's -- different. [ Different - alluring - basically, the same thing, right? ]

You know what they say about curiosity! [ More teasing but sometimes you couldn't just not know things you recently learned.

Practiced hands grabbed for a cutter to jiggle out a shape from the dough. ] I'd love to hear about your shop and help in any way I can. It is so rewarding to have your own business and to help people!

[ The blush only made him smirk but he didn't press it at all. If Dash wanted to explain, he would, otherwise he'd keep his innuendos to himself. ]

You can have them look however you want! [ He tended to not do anything uniform unless someone ordered things that way. ] You can help with the rest of the cookies after you finish. If you want to that is!

Oh and you can eat that cupcake if you want. [ He gave a soft smile, hand running through his hair but completely unaware he had frosting on his palm. Now he had streaks of pink through his hair. ]

[ Dash blinks, then puts a hand to his throat. ] Really? [ He sounds intrigued, curious even. ] Does that actually happen? I never noticed that! Wow. [ Apparently this is a revelation to him, or something like it. He's not always the most self-reflective of people, but this is possibly something only Sungmin would've noticed. ]

That it killed the cat? [ Dash raises a hand with a finger pointing outward, then tuts softly. ] Satisfaction brought it back though! So I just need to be satisfied.

[ Dash leans in, resting his elbows lightly on the table, chin in hand. He couldn't look more invested. ] That's exactly what I want. To have a place of my own, where I can help people. Maybe hats aren't everyone's cup of tea, but I like to think I could maybe put a smile or two on people's faces! Maybe.

[ Dash is a little endeared and charmed by Sungmin's expression and the fact that it's paired with discretion. That's the kind of thing that makes a person more likely to share, isn't it? He laughs softly, shaking his head. ] That's not a story I should share over baked goods, maybe. Maybe over a glass of wine!

[ He mimes drinking and then moves as though he's going to turn his attention to the aforementioned baked goods again, when he spots something that makes him giggle a little. Standing upright, he steps around the counter until he's standing beside Sungmin. ] Can I? [ he asks, pointing to Sungmin's head. ]

You've got-- [ He reaches forward, maybe not intending to touch just yet, but misjudging the distance. His fingers runs through Sungmin's hair and come away with a little pink on the tips. He holds them up demonstratively. ]

[ The giggle followed by the request confused Sungmin because what did Dash want to do to his head? Before he could nod, there were fingers in his hair and oh he wanted to lean into the touch. The reason turned out to be the complete opposite than he would have antctipated and he almost blushed. Get it together, Sungmin. ]

Hey, thanks. I guess I frosted myself huh? [ A pause. ] But I bet I taste better. [ A wink followed the words as Sungmin reached out to the side to grab for a dish towel to wipe off his hand. He really needed to pay more attention to things! ]

I think a lot more like hats than you might realise. [ Putting down the towel, he had to refrain from reaching out to Dash in some way. He could be too touchy feely when he became comfortable with someone. ]

I have wine, actually. Plenty cook and drink wine at the same time. Really enhances the experience.

[ He tried to nudge Dash to the cookie dough. ] You could do these if you wanted so I can get them in the oven for us. I hope you like love cookies.

[ Dash laughs again at the comment, not unkindly. It just seems like he's the sort of person whose happiness overflows into laughter a lot. Giggling, chuckling, laughing, it's all very quick to spill from his lips. By the time Sungmin reaches for the towel, Dash has rather unceremoniously popped one finger in his mouth.

Apparently to gauge how much better Sungmin tastes now? Not that he had a gauge before...

He looks only momentarily sheepish before withdrawing his finger. ] You taste pretty great! [ he says, not laughing aloud, but with amusement in his eyes. ] It's my fault - I was distracting you from your work! [ Apparently Sungmin's not the only touchy feely one, because it's Dash's inclination now to grab for the towel and hold it up. ]

Can I help? [ Since Sungmin can't see his head, or so Dash assumes. ] Do you really think that? About people and hats, I mean. [ He sounds intrigued. ]

Do a lot of people cook and make cute cupcakes at the same time? If so, I've been missing out for years! That sounds like a dream. [ He puts his free hand to his chest while letting himself be navigated toward the cookies. ]

Like love cookies? I love love cookies! [ Dash, you cheese. ]

[ Something about Dash just naturally pulled him in, which probably should have worried Sungmin with his usual ability to feel too deeply too fast but it didn't worry him. Dash seemed incapable of hurting anyone.

It didn't stop a blush staining his cheeks in a darker shade, though. Dash would end him, officially. Swallowing to quell any thoughts bouncing around in his head, he gave a slight nod.

If Dash ran fingers through his hair again, though, he might have a move active issue with being calm and collected.

He had a thing, okay. ]

Of course, the right hat can change your entire outlook. [ Focusing on hats would be the better thing to do. Yes. And the cooking. ]

You have been missing out. You just hadn't met me yet is all. [ The flirting clicked things back into place and he felt steadier again. ]

How cute. Some of these can have spells if we want them to. Potions that can be poured into the batter to - do certain things. Like invoke love, contentment, help you see the one you should be with. I kind of have a thing there with that.

[ He gestured towards the cookie cutters. ]

[ Truthfully, Dash should be feeling the same. He's also a little quick to fall into feeling something affectionate for someone, but right now he's distracted by that someone. Ironic, right?

As for hurting anyone, well. That's honestly not too inaccurate. In terms of his character, Dash is pretty much harmless. No word yet on whether or not he's ever made someone blush to death though!

And, incidentally, that thing? About hair? He has the same thing. ]

I completely agree! It's nice to hear someone else say it. I mean, people can look at you awfully funny if you start getting too excited about hats. [ He shrugs, but he's smiling, so it gives the impression that he's not terribly ill-affected by people's lack of excitement.

It sort of seems like he has enough excitement of his own to go round. And a certain imperviousness, that too. Like how he's not quite put two and two together on a few things here. Reaching out with both hands, he tucks his fingers under a strand of Sungmin's hair and uses the towel to get a bit of the frosting out. While he works, he goes on talking. ] I think we should drink and bake sometime then. I'm all for new experiences and that sounds like a great one! [ He's sort of babbling now.

Another moment of self-conscious awareness seems to strike him and he look up at his hands in Sungmin's hair. Quickly, he drops them, like he's suddenly realized how close they are. He makes an apologetic face. Sorry for getting in your personal space, Sungmin!

Oh, but what he said was intriguing... ] Wait, really? You can do that? Make someone feel content? [ Dash doesn't seem like he's in need, but the idea nonetheless seems to fascinate him. ] And help them find love, too... that sounds so noble!

Edited (forgot my icon + it should say "drink and make cute cupcakes" in the last tag, not "cook and make..." oops!! ) 2018-02-21 22:42 (UTC)

[ Personal boundaries were never a strong suit for Sungmin and he tended to go from zero to twenty in no time at all. When he felt a honest pull to someone, of course, because otherwise he tended to drift on the outskirts like a tide seeping away. He wanted to try and keep a lid on his usual self, though, allowing Dash to have his space and secrets.

Plus, he kind of really wanted Dash to like him. ]

People get that way if you're really excited about anything. Not just hats!

[ He had more to say, honestly, but the fingers in his hair took all other focus away from, you know, rational thought. A small gasp just left his lips as Dash fingers down the same. Oh. ] No, it's okay - I - thank you. [ He did not need to say he liked it. ]

What kind of wine do you like? [ Focus yourself, Sungmin, don't get your usual heart eyes mess. ] Yes! Those types of things can be tricky with food chemistry but I've learned how to combine the necessary things to make it work.

[ He bit at his lip, putting one pan of cookies he finished into the oven. ] I can also make people feel things - with my siren side. Uh enhance things or heal. It depends on if I sing, whistle or hum.

[ They're in good company then, these two. They can run at one another full-speed and maybe there will be a collision, but perhaps it'll be a nice one. And maybe Dash won't feel he has to hold things so close to the chest, too.

Spoiler: he really does like Sungmin. ]

You're saying enthusiasm is contagious, right? [ Dash grins broadly, showing off a brilliant smile. ] I think that has to be part of what being a good salesperson is about, right? Showing people how happy they could be if they had this thing or that experience in their life?

[ He fidgets with the towel a little, looking up at Sungmin. ] I think I got it all. [ It would probably be a little much if he reach up to touch Sungmin's hair again just to be sure, right?

... Well, Dash is often a little much. He gently pats the spot, then runs his fingers through. ] Yeah, I think I got it.

[ What were they talking about? Oh right, wine. ] I like nearly any kind of wine. Champagne is nice too. [ Shocking that the bubbly personality should like a bubbly beverage, right?

Now that he's handled the frosting incident, he can turn his attention to the cookies again, looking over the trays and assorted tools with even more curiosity. ] That's amazing. You're amazing! You really... use what you do for good.

[ A collision with Dash sounded nicer than it probably should have but Sungmin liked the mysterious man who almost literally just dropped into his life. He wanted to uncover every single layer and see what really made him tick. It would take time but well worth the effort. ]

Yes, exactly. If you're excited, others will want to see what the deal is. If you can pull people in, other things click into place.

[ Again, he had plenty of other thoughts but everything drifted with hands back in his hair. Dash really wanted to zing tingles up and down his spine, didn't he? Mouth parting just a little, he gave a nod of his head. ]

Thanks. For de-frosting me.

[ Moving around the counter, he went to set a timer for the first pan of cookies. ]

You might say that now but - in the sea I didn't. I was - more the image most on land have about sirens. Luring those with sweet songs to their - well, you probably know how it goes.

[ He frowned deeply. ] I have a lot to repent for and to make up towards. I'm trying. I barely ever use anything and I haven't been to the - [ He shook his head. ]

Not really the happiest of talk. You can do some of the cookies if you want or go back on your cupcake mission.

[ Yes, somehow a collision sounds a lot more appealing than a collision typically ought. Dash isn't thinking of it consciously now, but if he were, he probably wouldn't find the idea to be a terrible one. If it means they get to share a little more time together, he'd be all for it. ]

Good advertising is a tough thing to really nail. It's basically about wanting people to want what you want them to have, right? Or, well, to buy, [ Dash says, tapping his chin. It looks like he's torn between brainstorming and the obvious enjoyment he's getting from this conversation, which hints at his more serious side.

He's not all silliness, this one. ] Oh! No need to thank me! [ He gives a sort of dismissive, 'no harm done' gesture. ] I was happy to help! Though your hair does look nice with a shot of that color in it. [ Though he was grinning a secretive grin when he said as much, he sobers as Sungmin speaks again, squaring his shoulders a little. ]

It's okay. [ He says as much with a certain firmness. ] It's all right to talk about it, if you want. It doesn't have to be happy. I mean, you don't have to stop talking about it for my sake!

[ He fidgets with the end of the towel. ] It sounds to me like you're working hard. Everyone deserves the chance to use what they're given for good, I think. [ There's a bit of a shrug here, not to dismiss Sungmin, but to hint he's trying to gather his thoughts. ]

I'm sorry if I said too much there! It just seems like you're working so hard and that's worth valuing!

[ The fondness of his smile only deepened the more Dash talked and settled himself into the bakery. Nearly as if he belonged there amongst all the ovens, countertops and baking equipment. A thought that warmed him more than it probably should have but Dash seemed to be a very easy person to drift closer to. ]

It can be difficult to have people want what you want. The trick is to make it seem like their idea. Then they won't even know your hoodwinked them. [ He explained easily, moving over towards the oven to check the first pan of cookies when the timer dinged. The cookies looked perfect and he happily slid them off onto a cooling rack, the pan placed into a sink. ]

[ He turned back to Dash. ] Are you saying I should dye my hair pink? Or red? [ Colors he never dreamed of in the sea but the ground offered a lot more opportunities for all kinds of things. ] I'll confess it took me awhile to get the hang of clothed at all. So many things and rules on the ground.

I - thank you, Dash and don't say sorry. Please, speak your mind freely. I like all your thoughts and I'm not very easy to offend, don't worry.

[ The warmth spread to his eyes. ] I actually have color coded binders that might help you with starting up a business.

[ It's ironic that Dash is having the same thought about Sungmin. Maybe it has something to do with the inviting atmosphere of the bakery, but he feels very, very comfortable here. Talking to Sungmin is also easy, easier than he might've expected. He dodged the subject of some of Sungmin's questions from habit, but he can see himself shedding more light on those topics in the future, perhaps. ]

Do you have trouble getting people to think that eating a bunch of cupcakes is a good idea? [ Dash is smiling when he says as much, though there is a light in his eye that says he actually does understand the difficulty. ] I always thought it was strange to have a bad relationship with food. It keeps you alive, right? There's no reason you can't enjoy it!

[ The comment about clothes makes him smile too, shy, but amused. ] I feel the same way about clothes. Like you pointed out, we have to wear them here, so why not enjoy what we wear? Whether that means being comfortable or stylish or aiming for both! [ This said, he considers the question about hair. ]

Hmm, I think you'd look nice with pink hair. You could pull off anything you wanted though! If you wanted.

[ He shakes his head. ] It's people who are really tolerant that I want to offend the least! If you say something and it upsets someone who is upset often, it doesn't really tell you that much about yourself. Or them.

But hurting someone who is kind enough to listen no matter what people say, that's bad.

[ There's some more perking up here. ] Color-coded?

[ Food just so happened to be a very touchy subject and almost taboo in some ways, which Sungmin never understood when everything tasted so good. Then again, he didn't need to worry about his figure and keeping to a certain image. Being a siren gave him enough grief with what people expected him to be and give to them. The reaper side only made things even more complicated but he tried to push most of it aside. All of that was complicated but food didn't need to be at all. ]

Actually, not as much! I have some lower calorie cupcakes and there are always muffins, bagels and English muffins too. The donuts at times can be a challenge but if you make something look really pretty, people want it. [ A very sad part of life. ]

[ A slight flush stained his cheeks yet again and he ducked his head as he grabbed for the icing tubes to decorate the cookies. ] I'll keep that in mind if I ever want to switch things up.

[ Looking up when Dash began to speak, fondness worked over his features. ] You have a really special heart. Try to never let anyone take that away from you.

But yes, color coded and cross referenced with footnotes and an index. [ Dash did not even know the half of it yet on Sungmin's organization techniques. ] If you really look around here you can see everything is labeled and has certain sections. It - keeps things balanced.

[ Dash would unquestionably agree with that assessment. Why be so judgmental about the idea of enjoying something that's tasty and that gives you energy? He's really confused on that point and it shows in his expression when he talks about this.

As for preconceptions, he's lucky enough that he's not too familiar with his own ancestry, so he's not had to fight off a lot of internal argument about what he is. He'd be a poor soul to try and relate to on that point, from the perspective of ignorance alone. Which isn't to say that being godly royalty gives one immunity from scrutiny. It's probably the opposite. He's just... oblivious to that fact as of yet. Hopefully he'll stay that way awhile. ]

It all does look really appealing. I don't count calories or anything like that, but I feel like... even if I did, I'd be tempted nonetheless! [ He looks a little sheepish and a little amused all at once. ]

Remember it! And if you ever want to switch things up with a hat, you can give me a ring, okay? [ He poses victoriously for a second. And then promptly looks sheepish again after Sungmin's compliment. He ducks his head a little, scratching his cheek. ]

I'll do my best. [ Perking up: ] You say really kind things!

And you are super organized. That's a real skill, I think. [ He moves his hands around a bit, one might say chaotically. ] I can never get totally organized. Maybe organized chaos is my modus operandi.

[ Picking up another pan, he placed more cookies onto it to place them in the oven to cook. The others were already cool enough and he started in on decorating them, making a special one for Dash to give to him on a napkin. He kept the theme pink and white to start with, deciding the second batch would include more reds of varying hues.

Placing the cookies in front of Dash when he finished he offered a bright smile. ]

I know who to call to taste test for me. I'm always trying new recipes. [ He paused for a moment to go over and taste a cookie of his own. ] Not all sweets, of course. I love to cook meals.

What kind of hats do you think would work best on me? [ He raised an eyebrow as he bit into the cookie. ] I only say truthful things but it's very cute how you blush over them.

[ Finishing off the cookie, he gave a low groan. So good. ] Organized chaos might be a little difficult with a business but I can help you learn to love filing and color coding. It's an art form.

[ Dash turns his cookie this way and that, as if admiring it. He then gives Sungmin two thumbs up, grinning broadly to show his approval. ] I love it! [ He bites his lip. ] It's almost too pretty to eat...

[ He's clearly having an internal debate with himself on the subject. Before he comes to a conclusion, he returns his attention to what Sungmin's said. ]

So you're a chef and a baker? [ This has clearly piqued his interest. ]

It depends on what kind of hat you want to wear. A good designer will work hard so that your wishes are fulfilled, no matter what conventional styling says would be best! [ This is something he's clearly very passionate about. ] I think the idea that people aren't suited to this or that is silly, especially in fashion. If you want to wear it and you wear it confidently, then it suits you.

[ Warm laughter leaves his lips. ] I'm not used to being charmed so much!

[ Dash has to cover his mouth to hide his smile at that reaction to the cookie. That was really cute... ] Are you happy? About the cookie! But also being organized, I suppose. I'd like to steal a little of your passion!

[ Working steadily, he frosted up the rest of the cookies, motioning for Dash to eat whatever he wanted. With the second batch, he placed those in one of the counter displays after he finished decorating them. He tended to stay on the move, especially in the bakery when there were so many things to take care of. ] I've heard the same thing said about me.

[ Too sexual? Probably but usually people were overtly sexual with him first and he tried to beat them to the punch. ]

Yes. But I've always had a greater fondness for baking. I just really love desserts. We didn't really have any of that in the sea, of course.

[ He nodded his head about the hats, grin stretching further across his face. ] So, you're saying I could wear a huge cowboy hat and make it work?

Oh yes, organizing really gets to me. [ It actually did but no one needed to know such things. ] You're learning so much about me. What secrets will I have after this?

[ It might be better to let Dash eat than to hope he'll be able to focus on work. He's way too engrossed by his conversation with Sungmin to really be able to give his attention to decorating.

He gets sort of absorbed in the details of the work, which makes it hard to also focus on... well. Anything else. That comment makes Dash laugh, but not in a way that sounds like he's mocking Sungmin. It's more like he's both delighted and suddenly a bit shy. ] You're cute! [ He covers his mouth with his hand again, muffling more of those delighted giggles. ] I don't know about being too pretty to eat, but you sure are sweet! [ Dash absolutely is deeply endeared. ]

Can I ask how long you've been baking? [ He rests his chin in hand, leaning over on the counter and taking the cookie so he can give it a try. His reaction to the taste is similar to Sungmin's. Mm... ]

Cowboy hat? Oh, that's easy! Of course! [ He waves the hand holding the cookie, as if to say, 'pshaw! No problem!' ] I could show you, if you liked.

Hm, let's see. Should I share some secrets in return to even the playing field? [ He adopts a curious expression, head cocked slightly to the side. ]

Edited 2018-03-05 02:11 (UTC)

[ The way Dash reacted endured Sungmin even more because it held such a sweet innocence to it, something he hadn't encountered in so long and it only drifted him closer, physically and otherwise. There were not any parts to play or expectations a mile long to dole out in the hopes for companionship. Sirens were driven by the need for closeness and intimacy, while not always purely sexual tended to fall that way regardless. ]

You're cuter. [ He remarked, finishing up with all the cookies, moving on to finishing up the cupcakes. Practiced movements fluid and graceful as he worked his way around the area. ]

Since I landed on the ground - about ten years I think? [ A pause as he spread some frosting onto the cupcakes. ] What about you?

[ Head tilting up, a couldn't help but to laugh. ] I really don't think I'm going to look good in a cowboy hat but you can sure try.

The secrets, yes, I think you should share some. I want to know more about you.

[ Dash hums thoughtfully, like he's thinking over what Sungmin said and determining if he agrees. ] Then you're cutest, [ he says after a second, tone mildly triumphant.

He feels pretty at ease with this back-and-forth. There is something intimate about it, whether it's a serious conversation or simple teasing. It doesn't feel like there are a lot of barriers between them, at least not to Dash. And he finds that sort of interaction comforting, because it's his instinct to be unguarded with people. It can be painful if that inclination ends with misplaced faith in someone who doesn't mind hurting him. ]

Ten years! [ He blinks a few times. ] Is that long, for you? [ Dash has no way of knowing off the top of his head, to be honest, how long a siren might live or what have you. ]

I haven't picked up any new hobbies in a long time, [ he offers, by way of answering Sungmin's question. It's not a direct answer, but it covers... several subjects. Baking is presumably among them, given that's what they were discussing seconds ago. ] And as for the cowboy hat, I consider that a challenge! I'll have to razzle dazzle you with my skills!

[ A beat. ] Okay, a secret. I said I had a title, right? [ He makes a little crown with his hands and puts it on his head. ] It's that kind of title. [ Meaning a royal one. ]

[ Laughing delightfully, his bright eyes looked over at Dash. How sweet and again with a fragile innocence, making him wonder if he ever had it for his own. Innocence and sirens never really went together and his childhood had not been a typical one. Very happy, yes, but not at all normal in terms of those on the ground. ] I'll let you win just this once. [ He gave a more pointed look. ]

It felt - feels like a long time. Sirens age much, much slower. I'm a lot older than I look. [ He gave a shrug, grabbing for a cupcake to eat, undoubtedly getting frosting all over his cheeks and nose. While he had organization down to an art form, he could be a very messy eater.

He just really loved food, okay. ]

If you can make me look good like that I'll be so impressed. [ As he finished the cupcake, he licked his fingers clean, a practiced movement that naturally had a sexual tilt to it on instict. ]

A title. [ He repeated, eyes widening just a little. ] Oh! You're a prince. [ One he teased relentlessly up to that point. ] Do - you know your kingdom? It's a little fuzzy there - not that you have to tell me more!

[ Laughing softly, Dash gives a demonstrative little fist pump of celebration. ] Victory! [ For now, that is. He'll take it. It's more about the exchange that's happening than "winning" anything in particular, after all. In his mind, he's "won" because he got to meet and talk with Sungmin.

Oh, and eat his delicious baked goods... ]

I know it's not polite to ask a person their age, so I won't. [ He scrunches up his nose a little, like he's thinking. ] I guess I don't really know what that's like. [ He'll know before too long, because though he's not totally aware of it yet, he's actually stopped aging altogether. He's just not old enough to have realized it.

Speaking of noses, he's going to reach across and sample some of that frosting on Sungmin's nose, giving him a cheeky little smile for it. ] That's tasty!

[ Framing Sungmin's face with his fingers and thumbs touching as Sungmin finishes off that icing, Dash gives a flustered little laugh. He recovers quickly though. ] Then get ready to be impressed!

[ He drops his hands to his sides when Sungmin makes that remark. There it is. The p-word. ] Mm, I do. I mean, I haven't been there since I was a baby, but it's uh-- [ He makes a vague circle above their heads. ] The godly realm?

So cute. [ He remarked with another soft laugh, finding something very endearing about Dash and it really made him wonder more about his life. How had someone managed to push away jaded feelings or any kind of bitterness? Then again, maybe Dash hid his own negative feelings the same way he did. He seemed upbeat and unaffected by the harsh realities just the same because it worked much easier in the long run.

The soft touches of Dash's hands on his cheeks following the frosting licking had his breath hitching just a little bit. The intimacy of the warmth very appealing and he leaned into it with his eyes closed for a moment.

He missed the touch very much when Dash moved. There had been something almost electric about it, oddly enough. ]

I was born in the 20s. [ He offered with a shrug, smile playing along his lips because he knew he looked to be IN his twenties. ]

I look forward to you surprising and wowing me.

[ Wait. WAIT. The godly realm? Did that realm have anything to do with the cleansing of monsters from the sea, which ended his entire family? His heart squeezed in his chest at just the possibility but Dash obviously wouldn't have known, right? Having not been there since he was a baby. Biting at his lip, he gave a nod of his head. ]

You must have - abilities if you're a - godly Prince. [ He let out a low whistle without meaning to. It wouldn't hurt Dash too much but if siren abilities affected him, it would just give a zing of brief pain. ]

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