You turn around, about to launch out another round of well thought out jeers and insults but, the words die in your mouth as you look at him, trying to hide under his helmet his shoulders shaking and soft sobs piercing your blood pusher like harpoons. You wrap your arms around him pulling his skinny ass closer, you never meant to hurt him! You never mean to hurt anyone, just rile them up a bit, keep things fresh.
You press him closer into your chest resting a hand on his head. He grips your shirt tighter and you can feel the heat from his tears on you. It takes longer than you thought to calm him down but, he does, tears slowly stopping, and then he lifts his head looking up at you, tear streaks staining his face. "hey, hey there tune, no need to start the water works, I didn't mean it." you say looking down at him a smile tugging at your lips. "you, you didn't?" he says sniffing. "no way, I never mean any of it! I just say stuff like that to get under your skin." you say moving to flick up his visor. When he doesn't move to stop you, you lift the tented glass and for a split second, you can see the dull rusty red and deep ocean blue of his eyes but then, the colors gone, fading out to white.
You move to slip off his helmet completely, he whimpers a bit but doesn't move to stop you. You slide the bulky garment off his head releasing his fluffy, and slightly matted hair. You run your fingers thru his hair smiling at how soft it still was. Your hands slide down to his ears as he looks up at you eyes wide. You untangle your fingers from his hair and brush them over his cheek wiping under his eye. "your eyes were always my favorite when we were a live, and they still are." you say not really caring about what words you choose.
He looks away, a shy smile creeping on to his face. "you, you mean that?" he says still not looking at you. You smile your ear fins fluttering slightly. "I always like it when you smile two." you say turning his head to look at you. " too with a w by the way." you add. His smile grows twofold " thath, my favorite number." he says. You wink at him and say "in a way, its mine too." he lets out a squeal and hugs you tightly, almost picking you up. "you know, thome timeth, I don't dithlike you ath much ath I say I do." He looks up at you again, and you can tell he's thinking something. "what's on your mind, tune?" you ask. He looks away for a second, before turning back and kissing you lightly on the cheek. "that, dothn't mean I like you ok Ampora!" he all most yells as he turns and runs off, helmet in hand.
You fall on your ass as you watch him run off, a shocked smile on your face as your ear fins wiggle like crazy and you start to blush. You rest you cheek on your knuckles and smile as you watch his ass as he runs away trying to put his helmet back on.