[He barely gets a sip in of his own beer before Genbu sputters his own beer across the blanket and lawn in front of him.
Unlike the gentleness before which had brought rosy pink to his face, Heine seems to take the teasing calmer. His brows furrow, and he smiles, though it's sort of aggressive. He's used to brushing off these things.]
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Unlike the gentleness before which had brought rosy pink to his face, Heine seems to take the teasing calmer. His brows furrow, and he smiles, though it's sort of aggressive. He's used to brushing off these things.]
You done? Out of your system?