"No, I think you have several." Trunks murmured wryly, smile still present. It hadn't actually hit him yet about how close they were. The quick turn of her head has him laughing softly...
Which is just as quickly stifled as she stumbles back down against him with a light thwump. Especially since he let himself fall rather than brace her, to keep them both from being more injured. Of course, now they're just as close, and he has a better idea of just how tired she is. At least from the way she's breathing more harshly still, and he can all but hear her heart beating rapidly.
"Just rubbing in your victory, aren't you?" It's a light tease, considerate of her pride honestly, although Trunks has turned his head and shifted it slightly. Taking a deep breath himself, and willing a blush not to appear at the thought that had just hit him.
Because she was his friend and sparring partner right? This was honestly him just checking to see how tired she was. One hand moved closer, slowly...before gently touching her shin. Light, studying, blue-eyes closing to better focus. Trying to feel how bad the tremor was of the muscle, and ignore that it was quite a nicely toned leg.
So long as he focused on whether she was okay--he could keep that blush from his face.
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Re: 2/2
Date: 2018-04-13 05:22 am (UTC)Which is just as quickly stifled as she stumbles back down against him with a light thwump. Especially since he let himself fall rather than brace her, to keep them both from being more injured. Of course, now they're just as close, and he has a better idea of just how tired she is. At least from the way she's breathing more harshly still, and he can all but hear her heart beating rapidly.
"Just rubbing in your victory, aren't you?" It's a light tease, considerate of her pride honestly, although Trunks has turned his head and shifted it slightly. Taking a deep breath himself, and willing a blush not to appear at the thought that had just hit him.
Because she was his friend and sparring partner right? This was honestly him just checking to see how tired she was. One hand moved closer, slowly...before gently touching her shin. Light, studying, blue-eyes closing to better focus. Trying to feel how bad the tremor was of the muscle, and ignore that it was quite a nicely toned leg.
So long as he focused on whether she was okay--he could keep that blush from his face.