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🎼this was a cute thread 😁

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🎼OMG this art of her is gorgeous!!

She rolls her eyes yet her smile never fades, “Oh I’m sure a few years ago we BOTH would’ve been in trouble—

(or likely kicked out of the monastery, in Thea’s case)

—but now…? They’d be more surprised to see you smile so much.”

Her cheeks redden a bit, “it’s…really handsome.”

“I’d feel—

(she presses a little kiss to his lips and pulls away with a smile)

—happier than I have in quite awhile.”

Standing close enough now she slips her arms around his waist, still smiling as she holds his gaze.

“Were you really so nervous to ask me out?”

Both eyebrows are up now—that admission has definitely captured her attention.

“Is that so? Well then, just what is it you wish to ask me…Byleth?”

She’s leaned closer now, watching him with her pretty emerald eyes. What could possibly get someone like Byleth so…nervous?

She ponders a moment, glancing to the blanket and basket, humming softly.

“I’ll be impressed if there’s actual wine in there,” she mused, knowing how hard it was to find such a treat at times, “but I’m starting to wonder more if you brought me here to tell me something, or…ask me something…?”

NOW she’s watching him with an eyebrow raised and a VERY curious (also: suspicious) look on her face.

“Unless the food and drink are poisoned…” she waits, knowing he’ll get her sarcasm.

“So…are you going to tell me what’s going on under that minty hair of yours or am to keep guessing?”

“Oh I never said you were up to anything /bad,/ but…if you /are/….”

She’s watching him with a knowing little grin, waiting to see just what he has in store for her considering he’d done some setup beforehand.

“Mm-hmm…if you say so,” she giggles as she soon slips out of his arms to stand on her own two feet. “A private picnic hidden among the trees…you’re up to something…

…and I like it.”

;)

Thea’s surprise is clear, her mouth forming a little ‘o’ when she sees the blanket and basket, looking back to Byleth as expression shifts into a smile.

“You…are too sneaky for your own good,” she kisses his cheek, hugging him as best she can while still being held.

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"Mmm...glad she could help otherwise you might never have gotten all the pretty girls to talk to you," she giggles, ruffling the front of his hair. "So, where are you taking me, o' fearsome mercenary?"

She gives in to laughter when she finds herself face to face with him before planting a kiss on his cheek for good measure.

“For as fast as you are on the battlefield, you’re twice as slow off it,” she smirks.

Well then he’d better be quick before she saunters off to have lunch with someone else. ;)