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Oh... Did he say something wrong? Was he mistaken in his compliment? Yesterday was somewhat aware that humans blushed, but back at home when peoples' faces turned different colours, it usually meant they were angry. For humans, blushes could also mean anger but apparently also embarrassment.

Maylynn's words came out as if he were a record player with a scratch. He believed this was called 'stuttering', and he did that a lot while his face got exceedingly red until he had to hide. Huh, so perhaps that wasn't a good way to go about it then. He reevaluated and made sure to make note of that for next time. Humans didn't like being complimented after all? Were all those books wrong?

He changed his expression to a frown, though even then that looked a bit dead eyed and fake. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that." But what else was he supposed to say, then? He didn't know; he hadn't read enough literature to know. He'd read plenty of textbooks but those said nothing about human interaction unless it was clinical, like in psychology or sociology.

He wasn't even looking at him. He must have messed up really badly. Well, there was always a learning curve, he supposed.

"I would understand if you didn't want to be my partner."
 

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For the few seconds he glanced up to make eye contact as he talked; Maylynn felt bad. It wasn't the first time that he had made someone frown, or unhappy with him. He didn't know what to do to make it better. Maybe hidin and leaving would be the best option.

"I-It's okay." He stuttered as he looked once again at the ground. It wasn't as if Yesterday had said anything wrong, it was just something that he wasn't expecting; something he didn't know he wanted. He slowly moved his head upwards, taking a wobbly step towards his new partner. "I-I um." He rubbed his nose, as if that would distract from his redness. "W-What does it mean to be your partner? What would we do?"
 

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What did it mean to be his partner? It seemed that the gears in Yesterday's head stalled for a moment, because he had to recover memory and figure out what, exactly, it meant. Without context he could easily pull up the exact dictionary definition and spit it out but he had a hunch that it wasn't what Maylynn meant.

"Oh. Um..." He brought up all that information he had about the lilac festival again, only to remember once more that he didn't have all that much. "I barely know what the festival entails. I don't know what partners are supposed to do."

He looked around him, trying to draw the tasks from others who were paired off. He managed to gather enough information in one sweep to figure out what 'partners' in this festival were supposed to be doing.

"We could hold hands?"
 

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It wasn't a stretch to think that Yesterday had any clue as to what it meant either. Maylynn had a sense of what being someone's partner meant. There were children partners, which was mostly from ages 7-11. Then there was teenage partners, which could range from romantic to friendly. And then partners. That term was used for something more, intimate, or at least that was what Maylynn had read a while ago.

The man gasped at his last words, as that thought alone almost man him faint. He felt stupid for acting like such a child, considering the fact that he was much older than that. Maylynn wanted to scream; but was it a scream of excitement or fear? "H-H-Hold my hand?" He looked down at them both, clenching and unclenching them. "I-I've never had that."
 

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Oh no, did he say something wrong again? He was being very bad at this, wasn't he? Maylynn was even more nervous than before, he could sense it in his core temperature and by the way his hands seemed to shake. Those details didn't escape Yesterday's notice, and he couldn't help but try and reassess once more.

"It's a very simple thing." Maybe he was just confused and didn't know what it meant, even though 'handholding' was pretty self explanatory. Just... you know, hold someone's hand. Yesterday was aware that it was an affectionate thing, but it could also be a friendly thing, or a follow-me thing, or any number of human expressions.

He held his hand out a little sideways. "Here, let me show you."
 

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It wasn't simple for Maylynn. For him, it was the furthest from simple. There was this cute boy that wanted to hold his hand, just because? He couldn't even fathom that, but there he was. He gulped his spit, as he felt a bit sick in this stomach. Not like he was going to throw up, but this tingly sensation.

He took a deep breath, as his throat was getting horribly dry. He took a step, then another, until he was a few inches from Yesterday. "I-I know how to hold hands, I-I just don't know." He frowned heavily. "It's a special thing to hold hands."
 

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Maylynn's core temperature continued to remain elevated even after he offered to show him how. Oh, he already knew? Then Yesterday had zero idea what the problem was until he said it was a special thing. Now that was curious, because he'd never read about holding hands being special. He tilted his head slightly, holding his hands out up to his face.

"Special?" He flexed his fingers slightly; they moved smoothly, just like a human's. His fingernails were perfectly clean and manicured, his hands smooth and soft and without blemish. "What do you mean, special?" Was it a way humans exchanged genetic material or information? No, couldn't be; he would've read about it if it were the case.
 

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How was it special? There was a good definition as to why, but it seemed to escape him. Was it because he'd only seen couples do it? Maybe. "I-I mean unless we are little kids um." He darted his eyes around for a second. "I think it's more f-for when you're d-dating someone." He bit his lip, as he didn't like having to explain how he thought of it to this boy.

He he moved his hand up a bit towards the man's before sticking it right to his side. "Y-You hold someone's hand if you like them, right? Not just because you can?" He stared at Yesterday, a bit of worry in his eyes. He took a step back, as he knew that Yesterday didn't feel that way. How could he? No one would ever like him.
 

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Dating? Ah, he knew about that. It was a complex human construct that talked about liking someone enough to perhaps be a couple, but not quite sure enough to commit to it completely and reproduce. At least, that's how it was documented in his memory; it was clinical but it was also technically correct. A lot of humans did it because their time was an investment.

Yesterday nodded. "Mhm. That is why you're supposed to hold hands." And he did like Maylynn, in a way only a robot artificial intelligence could. He found him pleasing, he was aesthetically pretty and he didn't do anything that could've warranted damage or distrust. Therefore he liked him, simple as that.

He reached out and, without pause, took Maylynn's hand gently in his own, making sure to reduce the grasping pressure so he didn't outright crush it. "See?"
 

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It was half reassuring when Yesterday seconded his point. Holding hands was for when you liked someone. Was that implying that he liked him? At the back of his mind he knew he wanted the answer to be yes; even though his nervous and weird feeling in his stomach seemed to say otherwise.

When their hands were together, all Maylynn could do was stare at the soft handed person. Was it even possible for someone to have hands that felt like a dophins fin? It seemed to soft, but he liked it. "I-I um." He wanted to cover his face, to look away and scream that this man was touching him. He looked at their hands, interlocked, feeling a sweet sense of comfort from him.

His mind was blank at this point, as the overwhelming feeling that he was holding onto someone's hand was all that he could think about. Maylynn started to pull his hand away, feeling awkward, until someone bumped him back, so that their lower arms were now touching. "Y-Yeah." He nodded the best he could, as having Yesterday's extra soft hand was starting to feel okay to him.