It was pretty obvious Len had a shy countenance. However, I couldn't resist the urge to hold him close when he himself was giving me the opportunity to do so.
The crowd mattered little to me. After all, at the end of the day, neither of us would remember what any of them looked like. They were strangers and a person we were bound to forget.
"Len~" I whispered against his ear, feeling him jolt in my arms as his ears grew a shade of red.
My heart felt light as I felt a strange abundance of joy. Len buries his face deeper to my chest, his knuckles slowly getting back it's colour as I rubbed his earlobe.
"Ah..." A soft moan escapes his lips as I felt his body trembling in my arms.
"You're turning red. Are you sure that you don't actually want to be seen?" I teased, whispering directly in his ear as Len leans weakly in my arms.
"D-Dameon..." He whimpers softly as a triumphant smile tugged on my lips.
