[And Jae-Ha hasn't, either, except to move his hands off of Mephisto. He's still unusually close, watching him, and that's why he's lucky enough to see that blush. It's a perfect reason to smash through this denial of his own and call it something else, like teasing.
He leans forward in what little space there is between them, lighting up suddenly as he literally points at Mephisto's face.]
Oh! Your cheeks are red! You're actually blushing! Were you hoping for a kiss, old man?
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[And Jae-Ha hasn't, either, except to move his hands off of Mephisto. He's still unusually close, watching him, and that's why he's lucky enough to see that blush. It's a perfect reason to smash through this denial of his own and call it something else, like teasing.
He leans forward in what little space there is between them, lighting up suddenly as he literally points at Mephisto's face.]
Oh! Your cheeks are red! You're actually blushing! Were you hoping for a kiss, old man?