[ As his siblings take up residence around him, the back of Denji's head butts into Aki, resting against his stomach. Attention receding from the disparate conversations going on at the same time, and from the cute girl to his left, he flits a questioning, if brief, look up at him. It's not like it's that out of the ordinary for him to mess with Denji, but usually Power's the monkey hanging off the nearest available surface on his body, treating his arms like a tree limb. Is he in a good mood or something?
But before he can give any true thought to the question, his attention shifts once again, spine tensing up at Komine's extra pleasant body warmth lolling into him. Oh, wow… Does she want him to put an arm around her shoulder? She totally does, right? This may only be their second time meeting, but the talking, the scarf, the touching — all signs are pointing loud and clear with flashing neon lights that she's really flirting with him! In front of everybody!
His throat bobs the way a buoy at the end of a fishing reel does when something's taken the bait. Denji's arm lifts, slowly — ]
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But before he can give any true thought to the question, his attention shifts once again, spine tensing up at Komine's extra pleasant body warmth lolling into him. Oh, wow… Does she want him to put an arm around her shoulder? She totally does, right? This may only be their second time meeting, but the talking, the scarf, the touching — all signs are pointing loud and clear with flashing neon lights that she's really flirting with him! In front of everybody!
His throat bobs the way a buoy at the end of a fishing reel does when something's taken the bait. Denji's arm lifts, slowly — ]