done with wicked games ;; cosette

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BENNY G.

such a mockery to the emotions they held that they misunderstood them for something else. a tragic joke that neither would make sense of it quick enough. that they weren't capable, or thought to be capable of feeling such emotion before. had benny been given the proper love as a child. the opportunity to find it, and be taught how to treat the hearts he stole in the past, he may have been able to guide cosette. instead they were both running in circles around each other. becoming shy at each other's advancements or directing the romantic attention elsewhere.

at least not today, finally. benny wanted to at least prove, or experiment with the idea that he could be a lover. something with cosette made him soft, there was no doubt but it made him feel... uneasy. as if he were falling for something that wasn't there; his general fear of love and commitment betraying him making him turn away. at least today... today he could try.

the fox cocked his head at her question, a chuckle escaping him. he couldn't contain it. "a date? It's uh... well, it's when a guy takes a girl for a little hey-hey. have a good time. They go for a swing, all those good digs." the fox vaguely explained in his own sort of language that he seemed to understand entirely. benny tipped his head low, trying to make eye contact with her again. "you up for it?"

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