It didn't take them long to get on the beach and far enough inland from the tide washing up. It wasn't quite an awkward silence as they moved, even if it felt a bit so. Mostly because it was dawning on Trunks--and he had no clue how to react.
Yes, he knew Thea was a girl. So what? Why did it matter now, and he was more aware, that Thea was a girl. A playful, stubborn, smart, and skilled girl his age. Whom he trusted a lot, worked with. And was cute.
Maybe the night air and lack of light would hide his blush enough. Pulling the damp sweater on, he paused, then reached up to rub the back of his neck in nerves. "I'm pretty sure I can dry us off, but it means you need to be close."
Which didn't bother him--they'd been close plenty of times while sparring and training. He is determinedly not looking at her though, given her jeans and her shirt were hugging her frame. Petite curves that were slim and lithe--reminding him of her bow, honestly. Archery suited her.
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Date: 2017-02-16 04:53 am (UTC)Yes, he knew Thea was a girl. So what? Why did it matter now, and he was more aware, that Thea was a girl. A playful, stubborn, smart, and skilled girl his age. Whom he trusted a lot, worked with. And was cute.
Maybe the night air and lack of light would hide his blush enough. Pulling the damp sweater on, he paused, then reached up to rub the back of his neck in nerves. "I'm pretty sure I can dry us off, but it means you need to be close."
Which didn't bother him--they'd been close plenty of times while sparring and training. He is determinedly not looking at her though, given her jeans and her shirt were hugging her frame. Petite curves that were slim and lithe--reminding him of her bow, honestly. Archery suited her.