Cutie? He leaned back away from her, tipping his head back just a bit so it appeared he was glancing just above the round of her head. He was well aware of the game she enjoyed playing and he was very quick to end them.
“Hm? So, where’s Grandpa and Red? I kind of find it hard to believe you beat them here,” Smoothly, he slipped his hands back in to his pockets, cocking his head at the smaller girl. ”I guess we all have to grow up some time, huh?” His eyes narrowed and a coy smile was drawn on his lips. The boy walked around her, with slow deliberate steps.
It was starting to concern him now. Sure, Red was an idiot, but to be this late? Grandpa was eccentric, so there really was no telling where he was. Now behind Blue, Green pulled a hand from his pocket and reached to touch the girl gently on the shoulder, curving his shape around hers to where his lips where at her ear.
“Hey, let’s go and look for them. I’m getting tired of standing around.”
With that, he moved away once more and made his way out the door, the hand that had once been on her shoulder now combing thoughtfully through his hair.
Annoyance, which was supposed to show on Green, flashed instead in those blue eyes. It quickly melted away as her eyes narrowed into cunning delight.
It seemed like someone was finally growing up as well.
Quick, fluid steps brought the brunette behind the other, close enough so she could accidentally brush her chest against his arm. Looking elsewhere but keeping the trainer in her peripheral vision, she pretended to study the layout of the laboratory.
“Oh, did Professor Oak change his layout? I don`t remember that plant being over there…“
She giggled before letting her hand accidentally collide with his while she pouted her lips.
“It`s a good thing a girl has such a strong, smart guy like you guiding her around!“
What was she trying to do now? Her body language indicated that she was going to attempt to win this game; he was going to stop these advances. Green rolled his shoulders when she brushed against his bicep, a single brow arched with interest — that was playing dirty, but that’s exactly what he was expecting of her.
“Mm. Yeah, I don’t remember it either.” The boy looked away, clearly not interested in the plant or anything she had to say at this point. Not that he didn’t want to know what she had been doing all of this time, but he didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of his interest.
When her hand touched his, he responded by grabbing it gently; however, his expression did not change. The brunette glanced across at her.
“Yeah, I’m surprised you managed to get here on your own.” He then released her, sliding his hands back in to his pockets. Now, he would just simply act as if nothing had happened.
“When do you think Red will get here?”