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[strawberrysorbae]

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[succours]

[It's even more embarrassing when he has to make adjustments to his height when he's around girls, so knowing that they're about the same makes him feel pretty good, even though he's still feeling some fluttering in his stomach with being around her. He's the typical rowdy teenage boy who is kind of inept with girls, so once Momoi is ready it takes him a while to realize he should probably get near her so they can take the picture.]

--oh, right! Okay! [He approaches her cautiously, like a child near the edge of the ocean for the first time, unsure of where to stand or what to do but still clearly excited.]

[strawberrysorbae]

[god, what a cutie (even though he's actually older than her, whoops). when noya kind of edges closer to her, she takes the initiative to drape her arm around his waist, tucking herself against his side and tilting her head towards him while keeping it angled towards the front (where the camera should be aaaaany minute now).]

Okay~!

[succours]

[SHE'S TOUCHING HIM!!!!! That's basically the only thing going through his mind as he stands there stiffly with his heart beating frantically in his chest.

--oh right, picture. Got to take a picture. Where's his phone? Oh it's in his hand. Okay picture. He's going to take this picture... how do you take a picture HE CAN'T REMEMBER.]

...!!

[strawberrysorbae]

[sorry, noya. momoi kind of has a Thing about flustering small, cute boys, and she's loving every second.

giggling softly, she takes the phone from his hand, opening the camera app and taking a second to tilt it towards them correctly, shifting her head to make sure she's showing her best angle.]

Say cheese, Noya-chan!

[click!]