[ Yes!! At least she's acknowledging herself, he can settle with that. ]
'smybestonetoo.
[ Look, he wanted to say it, but he sort of didn't want to either?! So he just mumbles it real fast and hopes she doesn't catch it. A teenage boy in puppy love is goddamn troublesome... He's looking away again, the red tinge in his face is persistent and as much as he wants to fan this stupid heat he feels on his cheeks, his hands are occupi-- ah.
Shit. ]
My bad!!
[ He swiftly moves his hands, just slightly so they're all holding on the plate but not over her hands. Only now that he realises that, and now that he's conscious of it, he can't help thinking about how soft the texture was. He didn't really get to hold her hand per se the other time ー or maybe he did before, he can't remember, but this time round... he actually held on it quite some time.
Fuck, his fingers must've felt real rough on her hands with guitar blisters all over them. His palms are sweaty too, gross. He doesn't know what to say and what to do now! Apologising further sounds weird, and going off just like this is... probably weird too, right? Shit, how did he usually talk to Tsumiki anyway?! Why's he so unnecessarily nervous today?! (Mondo... you've been like this for the past month or more.) ]
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[ Yes!! At least she's acknowledging herself, he can settle with that. ]
'smybestonetoo.
[ Look, he wanted to say it, but he sort of didn't want to either?! So he just mumbles it real fast and hopes she doesn't catch it. A teenage boy in puppy love is goddamn troublesome... He's looking away again, the red tinge in his face is persistent and as much as he wants to fan this stupid heat he feels on his cheeks, his hands are occupi-- ah.
Shit. ]
My bad!!
[ He swiftly moves his hands, just slightly so they're all holding on the plate but not over her hands. Only now that he realises that, and now that he's conscious of it, he can't help thinking about how soft the texture was. He didn't really get to hold her hand per se the other time ー or maybe he did before, he can't remember, but this time round... he actually held on it quite some time.
Fuck, his fingers must've felt real rough on her hands with guitar blisters all over them. His palms are sweaty too, gross. He doesn't know what to say and what to do now! Apologising further sounds weird, and going off just like this is... probably weird too, right? Shit, how did he usually talk to Tsumiki anyway?! Why's he so unnecessarily nervous today?! (Mondo... you've been like this for the past month or more.) ]