[Ren makes a petulant little whiny noise when Juno tries to shrug his head away, like someone who doesn't want to be woken up, fingers slipping loose from his wrist when Juno pulls him up further onto his chest. He's stirring a little, but he can feel Juno putting in plenty enough effort to stir him on his end, so...really, why bother stirring himself any more than he needs to, right?
Much of the hair at the front of Ren's face is usually tucked away more towards his ears to create a fringe he can actually see through, and all of it is now soaked and straightened out, the sections around his face not quite reaching his chin but definitely covering the rest of his face pretty effectively, like an extremely wet curtain. The rest of it is pouring water already, lengthened and honestly neatened significantly by being flattened out from the drenching, the bits that usually insist on poking out everywhere lying smooth for once.
His eyes are still closed when Juno initially parts the hair out of his face, but as soon as he does, he blinks them open. He could feel where he was situated against Juno plenty well enough without them, after all, and this situation suits him just fine. The way his head tilts into the thumb against his jaw could almost be mistaken as just an instinctive response as Ren laughs slightly.]
Mmm, usually I'm the one who trips over my own feet, so I'll give you some credit for mixing it up. [It's soft, and light, and amused in the more innocent way Ren usually wears in front of less familiar people, and he pulls his head up a little...
...and then pulls the rest of him up a little more, sliding his legs nearly forward so he's perched on Juno's thighs and straightening his back so their several inches of height difference has him practically looming over Juno as his hands come up against his neck and jaw and gently, but firmly tilt his head up.]
You look cute when you're worried, though.
[Was he playing Juno the entire time or is this his recovery from actual surprise? Who knows. He's certainly not giving it away.]
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Much of the hair at the front of Ren's face is usually tucked away more towards his ears to create a fringe he can actually see through, and all of it is now soaked and straightened out, the sections around his face not quite reaching his chin but definitely covering the rest of his face pretty effectively, like an extremely wet curtain. The rest of it is pouring water already, lengthened and honestly neatened significantly by being flattened out from the drenching, the bits that usually insist on poking out everywhere lying smooth for once.
His eyes are still closed when Juno initially parts the hair out of his face, but as soon as he does, he blinks them open. He could feel where he was situated against Juno plenty well enough without them, after all, and this situation suits him just fine. The way his head tilts into the thumb against his jaw could almost be mistaken as just an instinctive response as Ren laughs slightly.]
Mmm, usually I'm the one who trips over my own feet, so I'll give you some credit for mixing it up. [It's soft, and light, and amused in the more innocent way Ren usually wears in front of less familiar people, and he pulls his head up a little...
...and then pulls the rest of him up a little more, sliding his legs nearly forward so he's perched on Juno's thighs and straightening his back so their several inches of height difference has him practically looming over Juno as his hands come up against his neck and jaw and gently, but firmly tilt his head up.]
You look cute when you're worried, though.
[Was he playing Juno the entire time or is this his recovery from actual surprise? Who knows. He's certainly not giving it away.]