[It takes a moment for the words to sink in, and immediately he's going red, though it's hard to tell in the dim blue light; Teddy might be able to feel the hotness of his cheeks against the hoodie, depending on how many layers he's got on.
Billy turns his head anyway to conceal the blush, fingers tightening in the material. Dork. Dork.]
Your pronunciation's off.
[It's an automatic response, cheeky and somewhat sullen- whether Teddy said it right or not, he needs the attitude to break his sudden fluster. It's a compliment, yes, but does he have to say... well. That? It's so...
...ugh, his face is so red. He almost turns the light out.]
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Billy turns his head anyway to conceal the blush, fingers tightening in the material. Dork. Dork.]
Your pronunciation's off.
[It's an automatic response, cheeky and somewhat sullen- whether Teddy said it right or not, he needs the attitude to break his sudden fluster. It's a compliment, yes, but does he have to say... well. That? It's so...
...ugh, his face is so red. He almost turns the light out.]