Choose your character! (1/1)

“What about me is it? My foreignnes?”

Chrys laughs, “your personality. And your welcoming aura.” He smiles.

Rodya laughs softly, “Hmm. . .” He stares at him again, quiet.

(Rodya, stop staring— XDDD)

Chrys smiles, then tilts his head. “What makes you want to stare at me?”

He looks away, keeping the flush from his cheeks, clearing his throat, “N-nothing. . .“

Chrys grins, “are you sure?”

Rodya nods slightly, “Y-Yes.”

Chrys chuckles, “I highly doubt it.”

“It’s nothing. . .” He murmurs.

Chrys hums, “Sure. Keep lying to yourself.”

Rodya looks down, biting his lip.

Chrys tilts his head, silent.

Rodya clears his throat, “So. . . How long have you been gardening?”

Chrys takes a moment, then chuckles. “Since I was 8.”

“That’s- a long time. . .”

He nods, “Mhm…my mother taught me all I know.”

He smiles, “That’s nice. . .”

Chrys smiles and nods, “Mhm. She had a green thumb…and she was incredibly talented. She could keep roses alive during the winter.”

Rodya smiles, “That’s cool.”

Chrys nods, sighing.

Rodya looks at him again.

Chrys looks at Rodya, smiling.

Rodya looks back for a moment before looking away.

Chrys chuckles, “I’m not even trying to hypnotize you…so why do you keep staring?”

Rodya blinks, “I. . .”

Chrys tilts his head, “Is it my scar catching your eye? Or something else?”

“N-No. . . It’s. . .”

(Your face as a whole)

XD

Chrys hums, “Hm?”

He shakes his head, fidgeting.