Like I'm going to forget my best friend's birthday! That'd be a total and utter ultra bummer if you ask me!
[He laughs, but then reaches up to clap his hands over his heart, the present under his arm remaining secure. It's a dramatic movement, one that he follows up with taking a step or two inside the room.]
I'm wounded! Hurt! I know you better than to shove fifty people in our shared townhouse for you to stumble on. I've got nothing like that planned! Just gonna drag you out to get groceries for dinner later.
[Honestly, this feels normal, this feels good. No weirdness, no tension outside of the thrum in the back of Hizashi's senses. There's a pause, then he tosses the package over towards Shouta. Inside is a combination hoodie and scarf combo. They're clearly not Hizashi's taste, but what he HOPES Shouta would actually find some use for.]
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[He laughs, but then reaches up to clap his hands over his heart, the present under his arm remaining secure. It's a dramatic movement, one that he follows up with taking a step or two inside the room.]
I'm wounded! Hurt! I know you better than to shove fifty people in our shared townhouse for you to stumble on. I've got nothing like that planned! Just gonna drag you out to get groceries for dinner later.
[Honestly, this feels normal, this feels good. No weirdness, no tension outside of the thrum in the back of Hizashi's senses. There's a pause, then he tosses the package over towards Shouta. Inside is a combination hoodie and scarf combo. They're clearly not Hizashi's taste, but what he HOPES Shouta would actually find some use for.]
Open it up, yeah?