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He huffed a small laugh, bending down to put the cupcakes in the oven. He had only made a single batch, as it was only the two of them. "Lucky. I've got two older brothers as well as my sister. I'm the youngest."
"Wow." Bridge's eyes widened. He'd only ever lived with his father, and even he didn't interact with Bridge much. "That's a lot."
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"Eh, not really. I've heard of people having a bunch of other siblings." He set the time, then leaned against the counter facing Bridge, loosely crossing his arms over his chest.
"I think it's a lot," He commented, before biting his tongue again. Wolf hadn't asked, why had he said so? "Sorry."
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He tilted his head, brows twitching together in slight confusion. "Why're you sorry? You didn't do anything."
"I talk too much," He mumbled, bringing his knees up to his chest on the stool. "I shouldn't."
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"You don't talk too much. I actually prefer talking to you than sitting in silence." Wolf shrugged, then scrunched up his nose and rubbed at his eyes. "Damn contacts…" he mumbled.
"You wear contacts?" Bridge looked up, still not used to talking to someone this much. "Are they colored, or just for vision?"
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"Colored," he admitted, ducking his head some. Hypocritical much? Telling him he's fine the way he is while you hide your own insecurities.
"What color are your eyes naturally?" Bridge asked, tilting his head curiously. "They can't be any worse than mine."
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He sighed and muttered that he'll be right back, then ducked into a bathroom. A few minutes later, he came out without his contacts in. His left eye (Bridge's right) was an ocean blue while his right eye (Bridge's left) was a forest green.
"Ooh!" Bridge perked and let his legs hang off of the stool again. "They're reeeeally pretty!"
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His eyes widened some, then the faintest blooming of pink could be seen on his ears. He ducked his head, letting his obsidian black hair fall into his face as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Uh…" He cleared his throat. "Thanks…"
Oh no. "Sorry…did I say something wrong?" Bridge asked nervously, leaning forward on his stool a bit.
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He quickly shook his head. "No no no. I'm just… I've basically been raised thinking that I should hide my eyes because no one likes them. I don't…I'm not used to people saying they like them," he quickly explained, looking back up at Bridge.
"Oh! Well…I like them," Bridge said, blushing a little bit. "Same for me, except it wasn't just my eyes."
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A small smile bloomed on Wolf's lips at Bridge's blush again. "I don't know what you're talking about—you're pretty cute."
"Hm - I - what?" Bridge stuttered, looking up at him. "You - you think - I'm - cute?"
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His smile grew, his eyes lighting up slightly. "You heard me."
"Oh…okay…wow. No one's ever…just - thank you." He stammered quietly, starting to smile just a little bit.
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He winked just as the oven dinged. "No problem." He then went to take out the cupcakes from the oven and let them cool on the counter.
dtvbhjnhvgytdrhbj he thinks I'm cute he thinks I'm cute he thinks. I'm cute! Bridge could only watch him without comment as he went through with the actions.
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Wolf waited a bit for the cupcakes to cool down, then grabbed his frosting and put it into a pastry bag in order to put it on the cupcakes.
(Bridge is adorable. I just want to steal him and hide him frok the world)
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(Ikr?)
(eheheheheee he'll get cuter)
Bridge pressed his lips together, observing. It was interesting to watch him - he'd enver seen it done before - but it was hard for him to concentrate on that after what Wolf had said.
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Wolf noticed some decorative candies in a small container and grabbed a few, then made a smiley face on one of the cupcakes, then picked that one up and another. He came over to Bridge and handed him the one with the face on it. "Here you go," he said, then perched on the stool next to him.
"Oh! Thank you," He said quietly, taking it and biting into it. His eyes widened and he glanced over at Wolf. How the heck did you learn to make these?
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"You're welcome," he said, taking a bite of his own cupcake. He nodded in satisfaction. Yup, just like the ones Cin and I made back home.
"They're really good," Bridge said quietly. It was true - they were really delicious. He hadn't had anything this good in a super long time.
