Mira laughs, realizing her error, and flushes pink -- only enhanced by being told she's adored. "Oh, god. Of course that's what you meant." She buries her face in the pillow. "I can not jump to the most crazy, complicated assumption, I promise. Yes. I will grab you crepes. That will probably actually still be hot by the time I get here."
"And, I um. Pretty much, adore you back," she says quietly, focusing a little off to the side before glancing up to meet Genevieve's eyes tentatively. "So... it doesn't sound too scary to make you breakfast." She's never had anyone just come right out and tell her they're crazy about her, except people like Davin who meant it in a genuine but purely platonic sense; she had steeled herself to not expect anything even remotely like it from Genevieve. Her heart is racing just a little. "Pretty nice, actually."
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Date: 2015-10-27 04:38 pm (UTC)"And, I um. Pretty much, adore you back," she says quietly, focusing a little off to the side before glancing up to meet Genevieve's eyes tentatively. "So... it doesn't sound too scary to make you breakfast." She's never had anyone just come right out and tell her they're crazy about her, except people like Davin who meant it in a genuine but purely platonic sense; she had steeled herself to not expect anything even remotely like it from Genevieve. Her heart is racing just a little. "Pretty nice, actually."