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[cactusy]

[If I don't have an active post up, feel free to use this post to have your character call, videochat, text, or knock on Shaw's door.]

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[cactusy]

[Shaw lets go of the curl of Root's hair, tracing her fingers down Root's face and along her collarbone, finally coming to rest over her heart, where they lightly press in.]

What does it feel like? The butterflies.

[themostfun]

[ The rest of the world, and anything she's been working on, are forgotten now, Shaw's tick and voice drawing all of Root's attention. ]

It's kind of like a tickling sensation, or little muscle spasms. Physiologically, my body can't tell if I'm in danger, so the fight-or-flight response gets activated. Most of my blood is being directed away from my digestive system, so my stomach isn't happy. It's letting me know that. But since the reason it's happening is good, it's not uncomfortable. It feels good to be a little nervous, because I'm consciously expecting to feel more good things. Like this.

[ She turns now and kisses Shaw on the temple. ]

[cactusy]

That actually sounds pretty nice.

[Shaw can actually imagine it pretty well; it's not too far off from things she's felt before (danger, nerviness, attraction). The overly analytical explanation helps a hell of a lot, and she leans into Root's kiss, pressing three of her own against Root's cheek in quick succession.]

Thank you.

[themostfun]

[ It is nice. Almost as nice as those sweet kisses. Almost as nice as getting to be a huge nerd as she explains things. Root can get behind explaining things to Shaw like that, relating to her experience so they understand each other better. ]

Anything for you, sweetie.

[ Which reminds her... she was going to cook right now, wasn't she? ]

Even if it means prying myself away from you to cook for you.