A smile - it was unusual to see it on her face. Embo would have been lying if he said he didn’t enjoy it; he loved the way the corners of her eyes crinkled, the way the small dimples appeared on her cheeks... the way her whole face just lit up. Sugi looked so free in those moments when she expressed herself, and it made his heart skip a beat.
He had just come back from collecting another drink for everyone when he saw the smile on her face - despite the dim lights of the club they were in. He stood there dumbly for a good minute before someone noticed him. He distantly heard Latts asking him if he was okay, to which he nodded. He then placed the tray on table and moved back to his spot next to his purple haired companion.
She watched him for a moment before her attention was pulled away by one of the other people in their party. And so he just stared at her, admiring her beauty; her hair had been pulled into a messy bun atop her head, and her make-up had been done in the back of the taxi they had taken to the club. Sure, he had seen her done up perfectly... but it didn’t compare to the five minute look she wore most of the time. It was simple and it got the job done and it was just her.
Another chorus of laughter broke out from the table. His gaze softened even more as Sugi threw her head back, a loud laugh leaving her lips. Gods, she’s perfect, he thought. Her hand ran over her eyes before her gaze landed on him.
“You sure you’re okay, big guy?” She asked.
“Mhm.” He hummed. “I was just thinking.”
“About what?” She leaned in closer to him, resting her chin on her hand.
“About how much I like it when you smile.” Embo replied, moving closer to her until they were only a few inches apart.
Embo nodded, a warm feeling growing in his chest as she smiled, wide and happy. She pressed her forehead against his and he chuckled.
“Maybe,” She started, running her finger over his chest. “I’ll have to start smiling more often.”
A grin pulled at his own lips behind his mask. “I think I’d like that.”