[Panting softly, he realizes how little air he's been getting this entire time. It's amazing really. Dedue looks at Sylvain's handsome face, admiring how the blush looks on him. He really is a striking man.
Before he realizes it, he's touching his cheek lightly, tracing the blush on that pale skin. When it dawns on him what he's doing, he goes still, unsure if such contact is welcome.]
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Before he realizes it, he's touching his cheek lightly, tracing the blush on that pale skin. When it dawns on him what he's doing, he goes still, unsure if such contact is welcome.]
I apologize...
[He should have asked.]