Allen was completely off-guard. He yelped and jumped away from Lavi, rubbing his stinging backside.
“Ow! Lavi, what the bloody hell?”
“Do you get it yet Sprout or do I have to spell it out for you?” Lavi waited to ask the question for many minutes but it didn’t seem like the white haired male had any idea of what was going on. He was so cute like that sometimes that it made the redhead smile.
“Think about this.” He said, raising their conjoined hands so Allen could see them directly.
Allen stared at their hands for a few moments, wondering what Lavi meant. Did he mean something special by holding his hand? Allen tried to think of what it could mean. He had held hands with others before, but it usually had a clear reason, such as leading someone through a crowd. But to just sit together and hold hands for no real reason… he could only think of couples he would see around town. Wait… he cant mean it that way, right?
Allen could feel his cheeks heat up at the thought, and his heart pounded as he met Lavi’s eyes.
“Umm…” He couldn’t think of what to say, if he was wrong he didn’t want to mess up their friendship.