[ the sorcerer didn't retaliate to the outburst, oddly quiet the entire time he was dragged towards a more private area. as hizen settled down and mutters something about wanting a drink, yuuji took this chance to -finally- press his index and middle finger against his lower lip; patting gently, then pulling them away to stare them down, and-
ah, blood.
he's bleeding as the sharp skewer managed to cut his inner cheek, adding a spunky taste to those treats. not that it stopped yuuji from joining the other and taking a seat, chewing his bite while idly wiping the blood off the corner of his mouth. ]
We can change the topic ...
[ because this is a hard one on hizen, he can tell by now. stressing him out is not ideal, considering yuuji wants to make sure the other is having a good time. it felt like he was bullying him at this point— throwing one hard confession after the other. he glanced up at the sky, humming. ]
I think there is something in the air? I can usually keep it to myself most of the time ...
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ah, blood.
he's bleeding as the sharp skewer managed to cut his inner cheek, adding a spunky taste to those treats. not that it stopped yuuji from joining the other and taking a seat, chewing his bite while idly wiping the blood off the corner of his mouth. ]
We can change the topic ...
[ because this is a hard one on hizen, he can tell by now. stressing him out is not ideal, considering yuuji wants to make sure the other is having a good time. it felt like he was bullying him at this point— throwing one hard confession after the other. he glanced up at the sky, humming. ]
I think there is something in the air? I can usually keep it to myself most of the time ...