the standard of beauty
by NiNA_eN
"You're pretty." -Yamamoto Takeshi/Chrome Dokuro.
There was a pause and he blinked as she flushed lightly.
He tilted his head to one side a little and raised an eyebrow before breaking into a moment of refreshing, surprised laughter.
"Well, this is a first," he confessed, amused.
"Though men aren't usually..." he started but then changed his mind, as he reached forward to untangledher hands from clenching into her skirt and intertwined their fingers together, prompting her to look up again, biting her lip.
He grinned, glancing over her knee-length cocktail dress that matched his own pressed suit.
"I was about to say that to you though."
Notes: making me love sentence/prompt fics now xD