Wrathion may be wishing he could meet his eyes, although Anduin does not mind the fact that Wrathion is missing the burning of his cheeks as he considers the question. The possibilities.
Is there something he would like?
He imagines the pair of them attending some sort of an event. Imagines what Wrathion might dress him in for such an occasion. Imagines wearing something that Wrathion had made for him there, in front of all those people, for Wrathion, knowing he knew.
His face colors further. Such a thought is slightly impractical for their present situation. Much as he enjoys the thought of it. And he'd like to get to wear it more than once as well. Like to see the look in Wrathion's eyes as he catches him in it...
"You're more the expert on these things than me, I'm afraid," Anduin says, taking a moment to comb his fingers through Wrathion's hair instead. "Perhaps..." He trails off, fingering the cuff of Wrathion's collar. "A shirt is useful, is it not?"
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Is there something he would like?
He imagines the pair of them attending some sort of an event. Imagines what Wrathion might dress him in for such an occasion. Imagines wearing something that Wrathion had made for him there, in front of all those people, for Wrathion, knowing he knew.
His face colors further. Such a thought is slightly impractical for their present situation. Much as he enjoys the thought of it. And he'd like to get to wear it more than once as well. Like to see the look in Wrathion's eyes as he catches him in it...
"You're more the expert on these things than me, I'm afraid," Anduin says, taking a moment to comb his fingers through Wrathion's hair instead. "Perhaps..." He trails off, fingering the cuff of Wrathion's collar. "A shirt is useful, is it not?"