[ Tim rarely ever returns inside of him, but he does very quickly and quietly manage to recede into the background when it isn't the place for him, with far more subtly and quiet intelligence than he often displays. There on Allen's shoulder one minute, and the next drifting silently off and finding an unobtrusive perch. Where he watches, a piece of the background, but with a quiet and impassive sort of observation. ]
Mm. [ Despite recognizing his confusion, Allen just smiles gently, his mood still relaxed and warmed with sentimentality. He leans in slightly, to lightly brush his smile against his lips in what's not quite a kiss.
--and that might, then, be just a touch coquettish. Might. If you squint. ]
It's not like I had any reason to before.
[ No rush or hurry still, just enjoying the closeness and being in each other's presence, the little extra tingle that comes from a not-quite-a-kiss. He fingers the edge of the apron lightly. ]
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Mm. [ Despite recognizing his confusion, Allen just smiles gently, his mood still relaxed and warmed with sentimentality. He leans in slightly, to lightly brush his smile against his lips in what's not quite a kiss.
--and that might, then, be just a touch coquettish. Might. If you squint. ]
It's not like I had any reason to before.
[ No rush or hurry still, just enjoying the closeness and being in each other's presence, the little extra tingle that comes from a not-quite-a-kiss. He fingers the edge of the apron lightly. ]
But if I hadn't we couldn't do it together now.