[The bike swerves again, this time down the main highway of Heropa and through the traffic. The way Kaneda handles the bike, it's like the bike's a part of him. Things that you'd have to remember to do consciously are automatic to him. Changing gears, body tilting to the side when he's turning, updating his map as he goes when there's a road he hasn't been down.
All of it's just natural.
But what's new is when she presses her face into his back, feeling a little bit of breath against his jacket. It's enough to widen his eyes, muscles tightening at her hold on him. There it was, a smile, he could feel it.
Something about that was healing on its own as he pulls up to the burger joint, skidding his bike to a stop...right between two parking spaces. Eh. Not that it'll stick around long.]
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All of it's just natural.
But what's new is when she presses her face into his back, feeling a little bit of breath against his jacket. It's enough to widen his eyes, muscles tightening at her hold on him. There it was, a smile, he could feel it.
Something about that was healing on its own as he pulls up to the burger joint, skidding his bike to a stop...right between two parking spaces. Eh. Not that it'll stick around long.]
Made it!