"I, you really shouldn't," Cicada admitted as she kept her smile up. She sipped from her soda before taking another bite of the pizza slice. She silently scolded herself for falling back into her old mindset and blamed how relaxed she was as the cause, "Sooo if I went bald you wouldn't mind?"
"I mean, I'd be concerned why you were, but it wouldn't change my feelings towards you." Phoenix hummed a little, setting his empty cup aside. He gave her a soft smile as he sunk into his seat. "So overall, I wouldn't mind."
Cicada gave him a half smile as she finished up her pizza and drink. She leaned back in her seat as she kept smiling at him, "Good. Cause I'm shaving it tomorrow and then they'll be no more hair on her head."
"Oh, are you now?" Phoenix asked, not seeming to believe her. He kept up a look of disbelief, pursing his lips together. "Well, then what's the point in saying you'll use the shampoo I said I like?"
"Oh you know, for the fun of it and too get your hopes up," Cicada responded with a light smile. She knew she couldn't do anything with her hair as it would ruin the image she had created. Not that doing that was a bad thing, just something she couldn't afford to do.
"Well that's quite rude of you. I can't believe you would toy with me like that." Phoenix scoffed a little, clearly joking. He wasn't actually mad at her, and hoped she knew that. If not, maybe he could toy with her in return.
"Ohhhhh but it's so much fun to toy with you darling," Cicada smirked over at him knowing full well he was joking just as she was. She raised an eyebrow at him, "You can't disagree with me can you."
"I can, actually. I find it quite hurtful you would do that to me. I can't seem to believe it." Phoenix hummed as he crossed his arms over his chest. He kept a slight pout up, glancing over to her. "I don't think that's very nice of you."
"I, I guess so," Cicada responded some of the wind being taken out of her sails. She let out a sigh and forced herself to keep smiling as she looked at him, "Sorry."
"Wait- you don't… you don't actually think I'm upset, do you?" Phoenix asked softly, dropping his pout and crossed arms. His pouty look changed in to a more concerned one. "I'm not, if that's the case."
"I, fuck I knew that," Cicada scolded herself out loud as she moved to hold her head in her hands. She was even more frustrated with herself for falling back and further into that stupid mindset. She took a deep breath, "Sorry. I just, sorry."
"Hey- Cicada." Phoenix started softly, pushing out of his seat so he could kneel besides her. His worry was only growing the more she apologized. "What's wrong? Can I fix it?"
Cicada let her eyes shut as she took more deep breaths. She grew tense for a moment before relaxing a little and let out another sigh, "No, no you really can't. It's, this is on me and my stupid fucking head. Okay? Okay."
Phoenix wanted to do something- but decided against any kind of physical contact. She never really cared for that. "Alright… I'm here if you think of something. I'll do anything that I'm capable of."
"Do, do something Phoenix-y," Cicada didn't know exactly how to tell him what she wanted him to do, but she tried to nonetheless. She just, she needed a reminder that he wasn't there and she was safe. She let out a short laugh, "Sorry, I, I don't know how to describe it."
"Like a hug? Talking to you?" Phoenix asked softly, reaching out for her hand. Once he linked their fingers together, he pulled her hand up to his lips to kiss her softly. "I don't want to touch you, if that makes you uncomfortable."
"Like that," Cicada said in response implying it was the hand kiss. It was gentle, kind, and just so much a thing Phoenix would do. She ended up giving him a little smile, "Give, give me a moment and then we can go get ice cream?"
"Take all the time you need, Cicada." Phoenix told her softly, still holding on to her hand. He pulled up a smile when he saw hers, trying to stay gentle. "We can go get ice cream whenever. If you want to skip it tonight, we can just head back."
Her smile was small and held no confidence, but it was genuine and that's all that matter at the moment. Cicada thought for a moment before letting out another sigh, "No, I can handle ice cream tonight. It sounds pretty good right now anyways."
"Then we'll get ice cream tonight." Phoenix smiled as he stood, running a hand through his hair. "Whenever you're ready, we can head out. I'm gonna go grab a to-go box for the leftovers."
"Okay," Cicada told him still smiling and she started to hold himself. She let out a sigh and messed around with her own hair, "Be back quick and then we can get ice cream?"
"Of course, Cicada." Phoenix told her softly, leaning over to kiss her forehead. Giving her a soft smile, he started off to get a box. It only took him a couple of seconds before he was back to put the leftovers in. "I'm back~"
Cicada was taking deep breaths as he left and seemed to relax when he came back. She moved to stand up so they could just put the pizza in and leave, "I, uh, see that. Ready to go?"
"As long as you are." Phoenix smiled softly, putting an arm around her. Giving a little smile, he started to lead her out the door, still holding her close. "Any particular ice cream you want?"
"Chocolate, maybe mint chocolate," Cicada responded leaning up against Phoenix. She felt a lot better as she slowly got herself back to "normal." She kept in pace with him, "What about you?"