It took Mirio a solid second to realize that Tamaki was probably scared. He had instinctively thought that the other was cold, ready to give his own scarf, or even coat away, but they were in a haunted house attraction and it wasn’t that cold. If Mirio wasn’t freezing already, Tamaki was probably bearing with it just as well. That being said, if the cold wasn’t the issue, it was probably the atmosphere, he knew how anxious the other could get, so dragging him to a haunted house, as fake as it was, was probably not the best idea.
“ Don’t you worry your pretty head about it, Tamaki. ” In a sudden moment, his hand was already placed on Tamaki’s shoulder, in hopes that it provided at least some comfort. “ What kind of hero of the future would I be if I didn’t protect you from the ghosts, so try to chill out. ” He chuckled, how smart.