Dante and Dove, realizing their position, quickly pulled away from the hug. The moment left them feeling a little awkward, and they both cleared their throats.
Well, maybe massively happy with a teeny tiny bit of awkwardness— as in Dante's case. On the surface, he resumed eating alongside Dove, but inside, his heart was doing a full-blown happy dance.
Wow… wow… wow! I hugged her! I hugged Dove! She feels nicer than I thought!
If someone had looked closely, they would have seen his eyes shining like stars.
But then, a thought hit him like a slap to the back of his head.
Did Dove take it the wrong way? Did she get disappointed in me for hugging her all of a sudden?!
After all, he hadn't asked for permission—he had just acted on instinct. But before he could ask anything, Dove chuckled, smiling softly.
"I feel a little silly now."
"Huh? But why?" Dante blinked, temporarily setting aside his own worries.
