after admiring his work for a second, he folds the dresses nicely to fit them into a bag that he’ll carry back home with him. meeting shoko’s gaze again, soft smile lingering some more, “ sure. you can commission me anytime.
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the attention to detail is astonishing, even the girls sewing club at her school have trouble with complicated designs .͟.͟. but mitsuya does so with ease.
“ i'd want to commission you some time to sew a dress for a festival or something. ”
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expression softening in a smile again despite growing a little sleepy——but he’s the type to put his own priorities aside for others. especially for his sisters. hands smoothing the fabric after sewing the last sleeve. “ thank you. that should
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shoko is sure not to disturb, the girl smiles with a small hum. the fabric work is handled with such care, and she is well aware out of love too.
“ i'm sure they will love it⠀.͟.͟.⠀this is really nice, mitsuyaㅡkun. ”
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corners of his lips curling up in a gentle line before he gets back to work with a rather focused look on his face. “ i have to finish them soon. they really wanna wear these for the festival. ”
offering a grin in return as one hand lifts to gently rest over her head. an old habit, fixing some messy locks of her hair at the same time. “ are you? i’ve got some band—aids and painkillers at home if you need any. ”
ᅠᅠsnapping out of it at the sound of his voice . she blinks slowly , rubbing some dirt off her cheek and offering a smile . “ takacchan .. just some kids looking for trouble . I'm fine though .ᐟ ”