1- Holding hands
Rating : Includes hand-holding
"Come on, Prunelle! You gotta see it!"
The editor would have protested, but all the perfectly rational reasons not to drop everything he was doing seemed to disappear from his mind when Gaston took his hand to pull him along to see his latest project.
"A completely new and ecological communication-system! I got the idea from how the waterpipes transfer sound so that when Bertje listens to radio in his room I can hear it from my radiator. I linked all the rooms together with a network of pipes! You'll just call, and whoever needs to get your message hears it."
He gestured at the series of tubes on the walls with his one hand, the other one still holding Prunelle's.
Who was wondering why he was really noticing this sort of behaviour now. But maybe he was holding his hand a bit more then really necessary?
The editor tried to push it from his mind. "Gaston, that cannot possibly work."
He reached to listen. "There's already a tinny cacophony of sound. Can you imagine what it would be like if everyone was yelling into-"
Without warning, his ear was sucked in by the tube. "AAARGH!"
"Oh, that tends to happen when someone opens the main door." Gaston informed him. He helped Prunelle pull his head free. "It's all about the differences in pressure, no biggie."
"Rogntudj-"
He was interrupted by Gaston lifting his hand to his ear, gently touching it.
"It's fine. See?"
Prunelle nodded, stunned and not even sure why.
Maybe Gaston noticed that, or was surprised by his own behaviour, because he blushed slightly and quickly withdrew his hand.
He tried to pull his other hand back too, but instinctively, Prunelle tightened his grip.
The younger man certainly looked surprised at that.
"It's fine," Prunelle told him, not sure what he meant exactly.
But the small smile Gaston gave him reassured him that at least holding hands a bit more than necessary was fine sometimes.