the_grid | Oh the weather outside is frightful...

I tried bringing out Hades too, but it didn't do anything.

[Yes he was perfectly fine with bringing out his Persona right in the middle of daylight, he's very special. Then again, this is the guy who beat up people with his Persona and called it a death spirit...]

...s-so kissing huh...

Really?

[He summoned in broad daylight... Okay, Eikichi. But she's also impressed that his persona was ineffective in combating the mistletoe.

Oh, that again.]

Heh, uh, yeah. That's the tradition!

[He's not gonna yell again is he?]

Again? Oh no no, you've got it all wrong, pretty lady! It was always there from the moment I laid eyes on you.

[While that is incredibly corny, the smile on his face says it all; it's genuine romance. The type that gets sung about in old movies, the type that doesn't come all that often in this world. Can a chubby, stuttering eight year old really love someone for that long? Survey says, with Eikichi? Hell yeah. He had changed himself for her despite a setback that would have driven anyone else away. He will move mountains for her, if she asks.

Thickheaded to the core. And that had finally paid off in a way he couldn't have imagined. He pulls her even closer, just to feel Miyabi heartbeats against his own, lowering his head enough so that their noses can touch. There's an urge to just grab her by the elbows and kiss her without worry, but he's playing it coy. Building it up slowly....interweaving it with words. To anyone else, these words are over-the-top, silly, even a bit narcissistic. But Miyabi knows the truth; she's seen him for how he really is, and knows him without the mask.]

I'm afraid there's no one else for me. What fate! Stuck with an individual such as me for a very long time. Are you sure you're ready for that type of commitment? [And if that was just a normal talk of the day, imagine what it will be like when he finally asks for her hand in marriage.]

[That mistletoe has to be a ploy by ~~fangirls~~ Nyarlathotep to cause cause and confusion, he's SURE OF IT!]

...I-i see.

[It's quite a drastic change to him. After the yelling, his voice is soft, and it's back to stuttering again. Idly, he scratches the back of his neck, eyes darting around at everything BUT Minako.

WOW. Look at that...pile of white snow!!!

So white!!

So...um...snowy?

--aww gods in hell, this isn't working. Eventually he does look at her again, thanking everything that his blush a bit more hidden due to that impressive amount of makeup covering his face.]

Just a...s-small peck in the cheek r-right?

[It's like he's a completely different person. Gone is all the confidence, replaced by whispers and a surprising amount of shyness. After all, why would someone like Minako want to kiss him of all people?]

[Okay, he's definitely the bigger cheeseball. Not that that was ever really in question. But somehow she's a sucker for his corny lines. Maybe it's that she's just a hopeless romantic too, but she thinks it has more to do with the fact that they're from him, and for her, and nobody else in the world would could or will ever pull that kind of stunt on her. And she doesn't want them to.

She's practically at a loss for words, blushing and rubbing her nose on his. She'd just kiss him herself, but she can tell he's having fun playing his game. The giggles come unbidden. She really just can't with you, Eikichi.

But don't stop.]

Actually, I'm not sure I could live without it.

[Now that she has the comparison to make.]

Heh heh heh!...

[What's this? No snazzy comeback? No fancy purple prose to lay it on thick? Nope, at this point he just enjoys the fact that she's blushing and that his words have the power to do that, as horrible as they may be for...well...anyone else, truthfully.

He stops for a moment, if only to grab that silly little mistletoe branch away from her, and throw it behind him, hitting a poor person passing by. Too bad he is lost in his own world, with Miyabi right in dead center. Gods, she's so pretty.

Running a hand across her cheek to feel her soft skin, then in her hair, his eyes dance with a mischievous look in them, as he moves himself away from their nose rubbing, only to position himself properly for a little more direct contact; a kiss on the lips.]

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[Huh that's a big change from his shouting.

Is that... nerves? Embarrassment.

Oooooooh, that explains a lot.

Minako's face changes to soft. She folds her hands behind her back.]

That might suffice, if you'd be so kind as to lean down.

[She'd give him a peck but he's... kinda tall.]

[She's waiting for the sass or the purple prose for a moment, opening her mouth a little to point out the fact that he totally hit someone oh my god Eikichi but then she catches up to the purpose behind it's projectile status. Boyfriend kisses trump everything.

Or well, gentle caresses first. Her eyes flutter shut and she leans into the touch. She misses the flash of mischief in his eyes but it isn't hard to imagine, since he gets like that almost every time he kisses her. Like he's stealing a cookie from the jar. Miyabi thinks she understands the feeling, though, like every kiss is some special treat that only happens when opportunity strikes. Even if she gets to kiss him multiple times a day, every day. It's always a thrill.

So he will immediately find himself being kissed back, and her hands snaking up to his shoulders to pull him in. Her foot pops up a little, like they do in the movies.]

O-okay...

[It's pretty pathetic how he leans downwards, nearly almost falling over on her as he chooses between either bending down with just his back or kneeling...damn why does he have to be so tall.

In fact once he gets close enough, she can probably see his slight blush and the fact he's closing his eyes. Definitely nerves.]

[If by 'pathetic' you mean 'adorable'...

Minako hides a smirk behind her hand, waiting until he was in reach. He helpfully closes his eyes, so she can move her hand without fear of him seeing her completely amused look. That hand is going to gently settle on the opposite side of his face.

The blush registers for a moment as she considers exactly where to leave the kiss, and inspires her to be a little impish. Her lips land lightly just so that the edge of her mouth brushes against his.]

[Female human contact. It feels so new and she can probably notice that his hands are pathetically so tightly closed together that his knuckles are turning white and that his nails are digging into his flesh.

His area of kiss expectation was a circle just above his cheek. When Eikichi finally feels something, it's at a different area entirely, surprising him so much he can feel right down to his neck. Not just that, his entire body has become hot from confusion and blushing and thoughts swirling in his mind. All in the span of a few seconds, so fast that his eyes snap open.]

What---

[He attempts to stand straight up again, but goes too quickly feeling his feet slip on ice. Removing himself from Minako's touch as not to drag her with him, in a swift, single movement, he falls right down on the temple's floor.]

[Truly a majestic creature.]

[...Oops? She winces a little when he hits the ground.

Majestic indeed. Poor darling. She squats down near his side.]

You okay, Michel-kun? The ice got you good.

[She's trying really really hard not to laugh. Appreciate it.]

[The most forbidden of cookies, considering his diet, yet one he can't help but return to day after day.

As the kiss prolongs, Eikichi's own foot pops up as well. It's not like he gives a crap about that social structure kind of thing anyway. At least, until he almost trips over due to the fact he's standing on one leg, and catches himself just in time. He really needs a better balance. Thankfully the romantic gesture wasn't ruined and when they finely move apart, he can't help but giggle a bit. Now her lips are slightly black with his makeup.

He grins at her, smiling, before pulling her in closer into his chest, moving his arms around her waist and resting his head on her own. Gods, she's warm. He could stay like this forever.]

I-i'm fine!

[Eikichi is surprisingly resistant to physical damage thanks to his persona. That fall would have caused serious injuring to a normal person. For him, it's just like being on Japan's funniest home videos.

He doesn't even bother to move at first, groaning. The pain will eventually stop, but he is seeing a few stars right now.]

Minako-kun, why are there two of you? Did your Shadow finally show up?

[Teehee~ good thing kisses don't have calories.

Miyabi strays a few fingers across the back if his neck and into his hair, careful not to muss it. She's giggling a little too when they come up for air. She sways and has to drop her own foot down as soon as Eikichi stumbles for balance. Oh you silly thing.

She can feel the lingering black lipstick, almost like he's left a longterm kiss on her lips, and pats them together like she would to spread her own lipgloss. She's sure she looks totally silly, but who cares when there are snuggles to be had? She nestles in with a happy sound, looping her arms around his waist tightly.]

[Her concerned face does not change. She leans over a bit to check his pupils. Hmm, seem normal.]

No, Michel-kun, you're seeing double. Sure you're ok?

[She'll stand up and offer him a hand. Can she help him up when she's so short?

Probably, let's be real.]

Yeah!

[He says to double Minako. Totally fine! See?]

Thanks.

[At her prompting, he uses her hand to push himself up. With his weight it's not too hard to do so...

At least, that's what the plan was. However, the momentum of the ice makes it hard to push up properly and the inevitable happens; they hit part of the invisible wall, making him slip off. This time, Minako gets dragged along for the ride with him. Thankfully, she has his entire body to use as a cushion as Eikichi falls on his back again. Unlucky, he doesn't have much fat to cushion that fall.]

S-sorry...

[Well this was certainly not what she was planning for. At all.]

I am so sorry are you ok?

[At least she doesn't weigh too much either? Ok let's be real girl is kinda dense from all that muscle. She might weigh more than him. She props herself up on her hands, using her knees as a pivot point so that she's mostly not on top of him, one knee between his legs and one knee outside.

Sheepish as hell look. And she's searching his face for a sign of damage or something.]

Guess the barrier's still there.

[Haha, she looks even more adorable with that lipstick on. Not because black is her color, but more that its his color on her lips. A reminder of what happened.

And all of that makes him feel mischievous. The minute her hands warp around him, there's a grin, before he suddenly makes himself fall on purpose into the snowbank, dragging her on top of him before making the world's least innocent face.]

Sorry.

I-it's not your fault! [He replies, loud and way too quickly.] D-don't worry about it! I'm fine!

[He looks around the temple, worried that they've been spotted by someone, but no, it's just the snow, the cold, and a girl hovering over his body. He appreciates the fact that she's making an effort not to be completely on top of him.]

...guess so.

[He whacks his head backwards into the ice in frustration before groaning.]

Damn, why did this have to happen? If it's not that, then what is it?

[Poor Miyabi is entirely unsuspecting until gravity has already taken it's course and flop they're in the snow. Or rather, Eikichi and her arms are in the snow.

That look on his face is absolutely calling his bluff.]

No you're not.

[So she wiggles up him a bit so get a better angle, flashing her own small mischievous face before kissing him again.]

[Despite his protests, she still feels pretty guilty about the whole thing.

His nervousness just keeps getting more and more obvious... it's pretty cute, in all honesty, especially considering the kind of face he put on to the world. As soon as he's in any kind of serious situation he's a stammering mess.

So she's gonna take the lead.]

Well, um, maybe cheeks don't... count?

[But before he can start being a huge mess about that suggestion, she makes a rapid-fire decision and drops her head down to press the lightest of kisses to his lips, her bangs flopping down to tickle his forehead.]

WAI--

[Oh gods oh gods he didn't have time to finish that, before his mouth is closed for lip to lip contact. Even if Minako's kiss is gentle, to him it is as if she has pressed a thousand tons to his face and he is trapped on the ground. He's pathetically inexperienced. Eikichi couldn't even move his body from the shock, and felt it flare up with embarrassment, with only his arms wobbling pathetically on the sides. But once the first wave of panic and fear was over, something else ran in his mind.

Her hair was pretty soft across his forehead, removing some of the tension he was having. And the...kiss....was nice too. Plus she is really pretty...thinking about it could have been a lot worse for a kiss. He was incredibly lucky she was here. All of this, in the span of two seconds.

The arm struggling stops and he uses his right to push away her hair away so he can see her eyes a little bit better.]

[Well he isn't pushing her off so that's a good start. He's not exactly doing much, though, sort of flopping mildly. She didn't mean to be so intimidating, really! He was relaxing a little by the time she lifted her head and their lips made slightest of sounds as they unstuck from each other.

She stays relatively close, though, giving him a smile. Her eyes sparkle with a little mischief, liking the way he's brushing her bangs aside. She's looking at his eyes as well, red like her's. A sudden excited energy returned to her and Eikichi's getting a swift kiss on the tip of his nose before she scrambles off him and carefully stands up.]

Let's see if that did it!

[You know, while this plan of his is rather genius (according to him) and he does enjoy another round of kissing a lot...There's just the unshakable stupidity that he realizes once a few seconds are up and he's got snow sneaking into his back. Miyabi on top is keeping his front warm, but he quickly feels the coldness creeping up on him. And--

You know what, he's getting kisses and making out, the cold and internal worrying monologues can wait later. Hands still wrapped around her waist, he brings her in closer to extend the kiss as long as possible.]

Oh the weather outside is frightful...

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