Johan's eyes widened at the sudden eruption from Kay, which soon passed instead of continuing onwards. Still, it had nearly made him jump, and his heart had skipped a beat, hearing her cry out like that. She'd stopped, for now, but to Johan, that one cry of denial had already spoken a lot, enough to soften his expression for the moment and wait for her to continue. She looked... not fired up now, but she definitely had a lot of emotion in her eyes now, that was for sure.
He blinked, only once, as she turned towards him to look into his eyes, because after that, he found he couldn't blink or look away while she was talking. He felt her fingers flex, like she was trying to hold on to something, but her grip was already more than enough to keep her held on. So what...
Her muffler? He'd known Kay long enough to know that that was a source of comfort for her at times like this, and here she was, almost naked in a way, having to use him instead.
That thought struck something in him, in that place that, while having been rarely (if ever) struck before, kept getting struck tonight. Pushing that thought away, he unknowingly began to have a similar set of thoughts to those that Kay had just had.
She had messed up? She had messed up? After everthing she'd done for him? After all the things that had happened? She hadn't messed up, and he wasn't going to let her think that even for a second. Not even the kiss had been messing up. While it might have been the spark that lit the fuse to the bomb known as awkward, as far as Johan was concerned, it still hadn't messed anything up. In fact, it had been kind of--
In any case, it was Johan's turn to say something now, and he started by shaking his head.
"Neither did you. You've been just the opposite all night, so don't apologize," he began, offering a pensive smile down at her. "It was... Well, the point is, you weren't too anything. You're Kay, remember? That's all that counts for me, so don't change that. Too something or not enough something, it's, uh... Well, it doesn't matter!" With that, he gave a very firm nod, finally a sense of normalcy coming to his words, completely missing the increasing volume of them. "We're partners...! We can't mess that up, even if it gets weird a little, but we can get past it-- No, we can work with it! So let's leave it at that and enjoy the rest of the night! Does that sound good?"
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He blinked, only once, as she turned towards him to look into his eyes, because after that, he found he couldn't blink or look away while she was talking. He felt her fingers flex, like she was trying to hold on to something, but her grip was already more than enough to keep her held on. So what...
Her muffler? He'd known Kay long enough to know that that was a source of comfort for her at times like this, and here she was, almost naked in a way, having to use him instead.
That thought struck something in him, in that place that, while having been rarely (if ever) struck before, kept getting struck tonight. Pushing that thought away, he unknowingly began to have a similar set of thoughts to those that Kay had just had.
She had messed up? She had messed up? After everthing she'd done for him? After all the things that had happened? She hadn't messed up, and he wasn't going to let her think that even for a second. Not even the kiss had been messing up. While it might have been the spark that lit the fuse to the bomb known as awkward, as far as Johan was concerned, it still hadn't messed anything up. In fact, it had been kind of--
In any case, it was Johan's turn to say something now, and he started by shaking his head.
"Neither did you. You've been just the opposite all night, so don't apologize," he began, offering a pensive smile down at her. "It was... Well, the point is, you weren't too anything. You're Kay, remember? That's all that counts for me, so don't change that. Too something or not enough something, it's, uh... Well, it doesn't matter!" With that, he gave a very firm nod, finally a sense of normalcy coming to his words, completely missing the increasing volume of them. "We're partners...! We can't mess that up, even if it gets weird a little, but we can get past it-- No, we can work with it! So let's leave it at that and enjoy the rest of the night! Does that sound good?"