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❝ —— don’t you think he’s a little late than usual ? ❞ : @yashiryo , @vacantdesk ❤ !
It’s been a while.
He knows it. He knows that he should had made time, but time had gotten away from him way too easily. Still, even though, he keeps telling himself that Haruka will understand, there’s a feeling of tightness in his chest that he just can’t help but despise.
So he had brought a assortment of food with him that he knew Haruka liked. Was it a bribe? Well, Shintaro would call it more so of an offering in truth. (It’s a bribe.) Knocking on their once-shared hospital room’s door, Shintaro would carefully let himself in.
“Hey,” He swallows. “Brought you some food to get you some variety other than icky hospital food.”
@vacantdesk
@vacantdesk Running From Here: [x]
interest springs to the young boy’s expression as he jumps a bit at the other’s sudden statement. while he was used to takane’s random demands, this one was a bit different. haruka’s dark gaze flickers toward what the other was offering him. at first sight, he … couldn’t really determine what it was. it was on a stick, that was for sure.
he laughs, rubbing his eyes from where sleep had started to take it, having been dozing. he leans forward, taking a bite of whatever was offered to him.
hand moves to hover over his mouth, before giving a small hum.
“ it’s very sweet, takane - chan ! i like it, what is it ? “ he raises an eyebrow, glancing at the item.
A slight tinge of pink danced across her cheeks, watching as the boy take a bite out of the stick-food. God this is embarrassing--!!
The ravenette shrugged her shoulders, handing the sleepy guy the rest of what was left of the stick. What was once three sweet fried rice balls, now two, were jammed onto the stick Haruka was holding. Takane then pulled out a bag from her school bag, taking out another of the same sweet street food.
“Er.. I think my grandma said it was called-- Carioca..? It’s fried sweet rice.” She answered before taking a bite out of her own share. “She packed one too many for me, so I thought you’d want one with your stomach an’ all.”
Plus he was sleeping for quite a while, but like-- hell she’ll ever actually say that to him.
@vacantdesk - continued from - { x }
When Shuichi was walking by, he had caught the sight of the taller boy attempting to carry quite a lot of stuff. Since he didn’t need to immediately be anywhere else right away, he thought, why not help him out? It looked like it’d be a lot for one person to try carrying by themselves, so he’d be happy to help.
“Here, let me help.” He says, reaching to grab one of the boxes of supplies. “Ah, sure. And no problem; just figured I could save you from making two trips to and back to where you’re going.”
Once learning he’s going to the teacher’s room, he gives a nod. “Got it. I’ll follow you, then.”
@vacantdesk Stayed to Talk! [x]
he statement catches him off guard. haruka’s eyebrows furrowing in place as he continues to sketch the other. he adjusts in his wheelchair, glancing back up from the small grove that they had decided to rest in. after everything that happened, he couldn’t blame kano for thinking as such.
“ a bad person ? “ he quietly mumbles it to the open air, finger tapping on his lip.
“ no, no i don’t think so. “ it was simple, easy to slip past and say as he goes back to sketching, deciding to explain himself further.
“ you only didn’t say anything because of the threat, right ? you were watching out for everyone. we don’t know what would have happened if you did say anything. it could have ended up worse. “
a line, gently curving to form the other’s cheek in the drawing.
“ but everything is fine now, right ? we no longer have to worry about it. “ he glances up, dark eyes meeting the other’s before he beams.
He.. He honestly wasn’t expecting an answer. He was just... saying whatever came to mind. Kano was sitting cross-legged across from Haruka on the grass of this convenient clearing they found. This whole being honest thing was going to be... difficult to say the least.
Anyway, the blonde held a comfortable and casual pose for the other, having been asked a few minutes ago if it was alright to be drawn. Not that he minded-- He’s seen his work and it was really impressive. He had let his mind wander and that’s how the thought appeared.
Gold eyes glanced up at the other as he spoke, his voice small and soft and just barely missed. He... made a fair point, but Kano still couldn’t help but feel... terrible about it all. And he couldn’t help but blink in awe as Haruka smiled at him.
“Y-Yeah... haha.. I guess you’re right...” A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. Nothing to worry about anymore. How relieved it felt to finally think that.
“How’s that drawing coming along anyway? It’s been a bit hasn’t it?” He asked, deciding to lighten the mood just a bit.
“ Let’s go, let’s go !! ” Hands tug on both of their free arms, pulling as she persists about the festival. “ I want Haruka - kun to see !! ” ... @vacantdesk & @whatsyourwish
@vacantdesk // starter call
“I’m guessing you like to draw?”
vacantdesk replied to your post “vacantdesk replied to your post “* is cute on purpose. *” gently...”
of course gets overexcited, and just gently gives pets. does he have a snack ? perhaps. does he offer it to the other ? perhaps.
Congratulations, you’ve reached tier 2 petscriber, you may now apply 2 (two) pets a day instead of one.
Casually noms the snacc that has been provided for her. Oh heck, yum.
