Shrimpo had a hard time conveying her feelings, Teagan knew that quite well. Ever since coming out as… well, female, things have felt almost odd between them. Their time spent together didn’t feel any less good to Teagan, but she could feel a growing tension between the two. Knowing Shrimpo, she’d probably begin to pull away, leaving her feelings just as much of an enigma as always.

…But, to her surprise? Shrimpo didn’t. Well, not entirely. She looked nervous, completely red with something other than anger, and uncharacteristically dressed in feminine clothing, as if to appear more womanly. That’s when it all clicked in Teagan’s mind, as Shrimpo held up a box of chocolates and beautiful yellow roses.

It was all too painfully clear that Shrimpo was in love with her, but… she could see a tinge of underlying fear. Fear not of just rejection, but that Teagan wouldn’t view her for the woman she was.

“I’m— in lesbians with you—” Shrimpo stuttered out, face pure red. And Teagan looked down at the shorter woman. In a moment of perhaps idiocy, Teagan laughed. That was not what she was expecting! Shrimpo was what?