“ haa … ” a quiet huff of air escapes the small human, a frantic look set in round, pomegranate doe eyes. clad in the school’s gym uniform with sleeves rolled up, she’s far too distracted at first to acknowledge subaru ( she’s on a serious mission ! ) back and forth, again and again, yui seems to peek around the sakamaki mansion for something important.
there’s a quiet murmur; something about a headband, the school sports festival, and mischievous boys as she searches. the school sports festival was set to take place today, but of course it was necessary that all students have their headbands if they were to participate ( and they were supposed to ) but her own ? suddenly turned up missing. with someone as organized as yui could be at times, she knew someone had to have taken the thing … and she felt if anyone, it was either ayato or laito …
“ subaru-kun … ? y… you’ve not seen any headbands for the sports festival setting around, have you ... ? ” no explanation more than that as she hops to try and see if she can see above the fridge, she’s restless in her searching. they had to leave soon, and she had only so long to find the accessory lest she end up in trouble for not showing up or having it.
for once, subaru is waiting. surprisingly patient too. but as much as she is worthwhile, he isn’t exactly fond of it if he were to be honest. crossing arms, back slouching tiredly, unsmiling though & checking out the clock every five seconds like his life is on the line—subaru is getting rather sick & growing tired of watching yui pacing back & forth in a stupid circle at least the 10th times or more, & she’s chewing her lips, biting until she bleeds, preaching nonstop under her breath like a prayer & tearing through the living room on her bloodied warpath with or without acknowledging his presence. ( & if she does, she’s pretending she doesn’t, isn’t she ! ) subaru grumbles. stomping over to her as what little patience he possesses is starting to wither at lightning speed, he simply can’t continue to turn a blind eye to her uncalled for treatment ! he knows that she’s lost her shit & that particular shit she is specifically searching for is related to the school festivals or something, serious dilemma right there, he can careless—but does that insignificant piece of junk really deserve more attention than he does ? excuse her, he bets the fuck not !
❛ what are you doing ? ❜ subaru almost spits that out curtly. he has managed in time to dial down his tone just fine, lest it gives her the wrong impression of his mood. raising brows though. he finds it fucking ridiculous that a worthless, disposable, & pointless scrap of useless fabric would once weight more than he does ! ❛ stop doing that ! ❜ again, she’s restless over a dumb headband ! again, yui should have been more perceptive of what truly demands her fullest consideration constantly, he’s a bit disappointed that she regards a mere accessory more important than he is whereas it should be the complete opposite ! it leaves a bad taste on his tongue thinking of it, but subaru is feeling generous today, he’d help her despite his unneeded service it seems. ❛ you look fucking stupid when you keep hopping like that ! ❜ scowling. face all scrunched up. he catches her wrist & yanks her over. soon, large, steady hands firmly frame her small hips & he quickly lifts her up, subaru lets her sit on his left shoulder, his left arm encircles around her waist for support. subaru huffs. ❛ you could have just asked for my help, stupid. now get what you want already. ❜
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