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he watches how the wheels turn in his friends eyes. it’s his FAVORITE SHOW – one he could enjoy nearly as much as he liked watching passion filling tamaki’s gaze. for even when he was WRONG, it was fascinating to watch how tamaki could come up with his plans.
his heart soars for a moment as hand is rested on his shoulder ; PROXIMITY to the other making his heart weak. but he stands resilient to it all – no outward clues given to his physiological changes. he merely pulls out a phone & sends a message. ❛ they’ll be here within the hour. ❜
Tamaki pulls away to rub his hands together, blowing out a DETERMINED puff of air, his mind having seemed to drift elsewhere as the other talks quietly beside him. E v e n t u a l l y , just as Kyoya had predicted, there is a bit of turbulence that stirs amongst the music room, causing one of the young girls to interfere – a shy, p e t i t e little thing, brunette hair and round doe-ish eyes peeking up at him, tapping gently upon his shoulder, as her voice squeaks out, mousy-like. ❛ Um, Tamaki-senpai? She is looking pretty pale. Is there anything we can do until the doctor arrives? ❜
Panic c o u r s i n g through him, Tamaki h i d e s it well and instead grabs Kyoya by the arm, pulling him away from the crowd of women, where he takes him around a corner and drags him lightly up against a wall, hand slamming full-force behind his head, always dramatic and A B R U P T , wanting to state his urgency, leaning in close to his current company. ❛ Listen Kyoya, we have to find a way to distract these ladies before that doctor arrives – or i’m afraid everything from here on is going to go downhill and turn into some kind of fiasco! Any suggestions? ❜
A glance back and forth, just before he pulls a w a y , finger curling beneath his chin while he SPINS around to contemplate, back facing the other momentarily, as his hand is back on his hip. ❛ Hmm. I’m wondering if we could send one of the twins to gather all of the commoner’s food and r e p l a c e it while everyone is distracted with the current scenario at hand...think they’ll notice the difference? ❜ His eyebrow quirks up as he turns back to him, b l i n k i n g blindly. ❛ Kyoya? Are you even listening? ❜ Proclaimed king backs up slightly to give his vice president his space back, waiting as patiently as he can for a reply.














