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★【 NO WORD COMMUNICATION 】> @radiantbolt ↳ 👗Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes
It had never been an uncommon thing for Tasuku to get into a scuffle with someone, even if they were twice ( or even trice ) his size. He was fast and small and he knew how to use that to his advantage. What he didn’t keep an eye on, however, was how dirty he could get during said scuffle. Not until Noa had decided to fix the young officer up a little, patting down his clothes and face until most of the dirt was gone.
To Tasuku it was unclear how he met the soft-natured Primal, but his gentleness and warmth weren’t unwanted. In fact, Tasuku clung to it like a lost child would ( he wouldn’t admit that, however ).
“Thank you, Noa.” polite, as always. “That big guy kept trying to hit me, so I had to keep low the majority of the time. I probably even tore part of my jacket, most likely, with how dirty it was.” He said those things as if it was normal for a 13 year old to even get into such a rough fight - it felt… sad.
