For just a moment, he sighed with a touch of exasperation in light of her words, shaking his head. ”...Would it kill you to be a little more honest and forward, Officer~?” he mused within an initial response, raising his brows while his eyes narrowed. He tapped his fingers against the cross of his arms gently and idly, and if not for the softened, yet coy smile that dwindled upon his lips, one may have assumed his expression and demeanor to be one of distaste. ”It’s just the two of us, here. If you like the gift, you could just say so~.”[break][break]

He flashed her a small, playful wink, quirking his lip to a side within a faintly more profound smirk.[break][break]

”I already know it’s the case, anyways. You’re only embarrassing yourself more by trying to hide it~.”[break][break]

(tl;dr catch attempt on polteageist)

FIORA HYE-JIN YUN [break]

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she's this (read as: pinching her fingers) this close to decking a man over the head, and the only reason she doesn't is because this is supposed to be a more peaceful place of rest. god, she wants to punch that stupid face, with that stupidly coy grin, with the stupid vibe he's letting off, and that stupid.. stupidity. everything about him irritates her, and she can never pin down why. [break][break]

hatred isn't the word she'd use for him, but more for herself. sarcasm was more pronounced around him, more obvious. irritation is at its peak and distress is waving a white flag. even more vexing is that embarrassment is thrown into the mix, amplifying with his casual comment. in an attempt to turn her gaze away (primarily from him; seeing his face just makes her burn all the more). an orbeetle comes by, just long enough for her to throw a pokeball and clear her mind. [break][break]

then the heat settles. [break][break]

"... i guess i like it, a bit." reluctance clings to her words, and the settling heat, though isn't growing, is still lingering across her cheeks. "still.." her brows quirk as she raises her gaze again "i don't get what your deal is.."

Dal-yong Nam [break]
attempt on orbeetle

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He watched and listened as the familiar, resounding ring of the Pokeball colliding with something sounded through the air, eying the beetle as it became enveloped within the aforementioned capsule. As it fell to the ground and began to rustle, his lips tugged a tad more, all while his gaze drifted towards the neighboring Pokemon as it floated across the clearing.[break][break]

”I’ve told you time and time again what my deal is, Fiora,” he mused within a casually leisurely manner, the name leaving his lips so easily in place of the common moniker he often used instead. His lips quirked in tandem to the tilt of his head as his attention drifted towards her once more. He rose a brow in both curiosity and amusement. ”You’re the one that never seems to believe it, if not realize it to begin with~.”[break][break]

(tl;dr skipping)

FIORA HYE-JIN YUN [break]

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