Melody and Ribbons

"Something required... you make it sound as if you hadn't the choice..." Wesker glanced away from Mizuko, turning around to let his eyes scan over the school grounds. It was almost wistful, but of course his expression didn't convay such an emotion.


He let his gaze fall on her once more after she pointed out the cold and produced the cd. He reached out a gloved hand to accept, giving Mizuko a small nod. "I'll be sure to do so, perhaps even as soon as I return to my dorm. Let me not be rude though, you are cold. I'm sure there must be something inside to warm you."


Wesker took several quick strides and was already at the door and poised to hold it for Mizuko. A bow was executed as she crossed through the doorway once more.


She didn't like spiders anyway...

@Trahnael

Wesker straightened up and once more flashed his smile at Mizuko. "If that is what you wish, I am in no position to decline." Wesker was quickly beginning to lose ground. It was possible he might find himself in an uncomfortable situation if he couldn't reign in his flustered thoughts.


Before he could manage to regain his mental composure, Mizuko was rapidly dragging him down the flights of stairs. "Mizuko, it could become dire if you continue holding onto me and rushing on-" He stumbled before he could even complete the thought. Of course he stumbled into Mizuko as she straightened her steps onto one of the landings.

He instinctively wrapped one arm around Mizuko while extending the other out toward the wall to stop their momentum. There was a small pause while Wesker took stock things afterward. It was a rather awkward moment, as he looked down at Mizuko while pinning her to the wall. Are you alright? Was the first thought into his head, but it was quickly dismissed when he noticed an oppertunity. An opportunity to settle his debts while also obtaining something desirable.

Acting on a surprising amount of impulse, the spider bent his head down and pressed his lips to Mizuko's. For perhaps a moment to long, he kissed her, feeling her breath and running his sharp teeth over her skin. Finally pulling away from her, Wesker set his smile into his mask as he looked her over. "Merry Christmas, Mizu-Chan. I think I will make the tea."