[Her mouth stays in a gentle curve, eyes on the show as well. Though every so often, she'll peek over at him, whether reacting to the feeling of eyes on her or not.]
[She does the same being caught, and looks away, cheeks flushed. But her fingers stay linked with his, and her smile is back by the time she's grabbed a bite of rice ball]
[He finishes the skewer - doesn't reach for another one, because he'd rather stay where he is, tucked in alongside her, the soft rhythm of her breathing a quiet backdrop to the show stretched across the sky]
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[Reaches out to take her hand, lacing their fingers together]
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[After a long couple of beats, he gives up the stolen peeks - rests his head on her shoulder, instead]
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The sun makes its way down lower, taking the sky from yellow to fiery oranges and reds.]
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