He was finally gone, and Marui ran to the mirror with a red flush on his cheeks. Damnit. He scrubbed the spot, but of course the chocolate was long gone.
A blushing redhead glared out at him from the mirror. "I'm sorry," he said to himself, fingers still on his cheek. "I didn't know. I mean. I did know, but...I didn't know he'd do THAT."
Marui still glared at himself, so he kept up the explaining. "I mean. I kinda knew Niou would do that. But I didn't know he'd do it that much."
Still a glare, but it was wavering, turning into a slightly softer look as he remembered. Oops, there was still some on his neck. He rubbed the chocolate sauce off with his fingertips, and shuddered.
"If you'll excuse me," he said to himself huskily, and headed for the bathroom.
At least he wouldn't have to look at himself while he took care of his little chocolate sauce issue.
Yukimura stared down at the wilting daisy in his finger. "He loves me," he chanted, and tore off a petal. "He loves me not." He frowned down at it, tearing off petals one by one until the final "he loves me not." He said it flatly, and then crushed the center of the daisy in his fist.
None of that. He'd have to take what was his and not wait around any more. He flipped open his phone, and then paused.
Wait. What if Sanada wasn't interested in someone with such uncertain health? Sure, he'd been a constant and reliable fukubuchou and friend, but Yukimura's future was still uncertain. There would be the operation, and then...
Screw it. Yukimura had not backed down yet, no matter what the odds. He found Sanada's number and pressed call..
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A blushing redhead glared out at him from the mirror. "I'm sorry," he said to himself, fingers still on his cheek. "I didn't know. I mean. I did know, but...I didn't know he'd do THAT."
Marui still glared at himself, so he kept up the explaining. "I mean. I kinda knew Niou would do that. But I didn't know he'd do it that much."
Still a glare, but it was wavering, turning into a slightly softer look as he remembered. Oops, there was still some on his neck. He rubbed the chocolate sauce off with his fingertips, and shuddered.
"If you'll excuse me," he said to himself huskily, and headed for the bathroom.
At least he wouldn't have to look at himself while he took care of his little chocolate sauce issue.
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None of that. He'd have to take what was his and not wait around any more. He flipped open his phone, and then paused.
Wait. What if Sanada wasn't interested in someone with such uncertain health? Sure, he'd been a constant and reliable fukubuchou and friend, but Yukimura's future was still uncertain. There would be the operation, and then...
Screw it. Yukimura had not backed down yet, no matter what the odds. He found Sanada's number and pressed call..
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