She smiled softly at the kiss as her face reddened.
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He chuckled quietly.
She giggled softly with him before going back to eating.
He smiled at her, then kept eating.
She smiled back at him, though she looked a little like a chipmunk with her last bite of food in her mouth.
He chuckled, reaching out to brush his hand against her cheek.
She blushed a little more, knowing she probably looked silly as she finally managed to swallow.
He smiled, leaning over to kiss her forehead.
She sighed happily as her eyes fluttered closed, leaning into the kiss a little.
He smiled gently, kissing her cheek this time.
She smiled as well and kissed his cheek in return.
He hummed just a little at that.
She couldn't help but smirk a little at the sound, her fingers softly drumming against the table in morse code.
He smiled at her.
She smiled back, her fingers still tapping rhythmically.
He took another bite of food.
Her fingers kept tapping as she went back to her own lunch.
He looked over at her for a moment, then went back to eating.
She noticed his gaze and smiled, not turning away from her food as her fingers continued tapping.
He glanced at her fingers, a little confused.
She smirked a little coyly at his reaction. She did have a real reason for what she was doing… and technically ”saying”, but it was kinda fun to watch him try to figure it out.
He didn't know morse code, so her tapping made pretty much zero sense.
She had been counting on him not knowing since it would be embarrassing if he could understand it and not a lot of people knew it anyway unless they were in the armed forces. At this point, she wasn't signaling anything important or intimate bu… it was more for her own benefit by now.
He glanced at her fingers again, frowning faintly.
“Something on your mind?” she asked innocently despite her knowing smirk.
"What are you doing?" He asked slowly.
Her smirk grew slightly. ”You’re going to have to be more specific…” she teased.
He frowned faintly. "Uhm…your fingers. Tapping."
”Oh, that.” she chuckled. ”It’s morse code.”
"What were you saying?" he asked.