[Although Liem is the one who pulled back, he feels a pang of disappointment when Matt loosens the arm around his waist. He searches his face for a sign that he was right to stop—for relief, maybe, or awkwardness. But the twitch of his lips just seems amused, and his hazel eyes are untroubled.
Quietly, Liem lets out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. He tips his cheek ever so slightly toward the brush of Matt's fingers, his lashes dipping slightly as his touch traces the shell of his ear.]
Hm.
[He turns the compliment over in his mind, not entirely sure how ideal an impression that is for him to be making when they're ostensibly here on a mission. But he lets his hand settle back on Matt's chest as he leans closer once more to brush their noses together. He shifts slightly nearer to skim the tip of his nose along the scar on his cheek.]
I promise I'm not usually like this when I'm working.
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Quietly, Liem lets out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. He tips his cheek ever so slightly toward the brush of Matt's fingers, his lashes dipping slightly as his touch traces the shell of his ear.]
Hm.
[He turns the compliment over in his mind, not entirely sure how ideal an impression that is for him to be making when they're ostensibly here on a mission. But he lets his hand settle back on Matt's chest as he leans closer once more to brush their noses together. He shifts slightly nearer to skim the tip of his nose along the scar on his cheek.]
I promise I'm not usually like this when I'm working.