the other boy probably needed help with a question or two.
sighed and stood up, making his way over to Yamamoto's seat.
dragged an unoccupied chair over and plopped onto it.
Um. Hi!
...Did you need help with anything? ._.
Well, a little, but... ._. *fidget*
really doesn't want to bother the other boy.
fidgets again, with a semi sad little smile. "Sorry, I just thought you were busy with stuff, or something."
frowned. "... What made you think that?"
shakes his head. "It's not important." He smiles and ruffles his boyfriend's hair.
's frown deepened slightly. "Yes it is. It's bothering you, isn't it?"
chuckles. "Not all that much~"
...... So it's bothering you.
his boyfriend a chaste kiss on the forehead when he's sure no one's looking.
Can you do me a favor, Hayato?
blinks. "... It'll depend on what that favor is."
Mine is simple enough. *chuckles* I just don't want you to worry when I tell you not to.
... If I told you not to worry when you know something was wrong, would you? >_>
So are you going to tell me what's wrong? =_=
No, because it's silly and I'll get over it. :3
silent for a moment. ...What could he have done or said to make Yamamoto think that he was busy with something..?
............... Unless...
... It's not about the date, is it? .__.
I didn't exactly refuse, you know. =_=
Mm, I know. But I understand if you've got stuff to do.
not lying, really. Sure, he's a little disappointed and wondering if he did something, but really!
I don't. ... Well, not really, it all depends on whether you...
trailed off, pondering over something silently.
abruptly stood up, making his way back to his desk and dug around his bag.
had been meaning to give it to the other boy tomorrow, but a day's difference probably wouldn't make much of a difference. >_>
... You have 6 days to open this.
............ I'll take it back if you don't want it. >_>
O-of course I want it! D:
sucks at puzzles though. orz
shrugs. "Have fun with it."
... So, what did you need help with?
try and figure his homework out for himself!
...Or I can always ask Kyouya.
Yep!
made his way back to his seat and flopped lazily onto the chair, crossing his ankles on the table.
watched the other boy return to his seat with a smile, and went back to staring <s>like a lost puppy</s> at his books.