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( he rolled his eyes at such statements, following after him with a childish pout on his lips. )
That’s mean! I wouldn’t delay on getting help for a friend.
It's the first time I'd see you rush for something that wasn't Soba related...
I think I'd be impressed, but given how we're not rushing anywhere——I'm left disappointed.
꒰ He lazily scratched underneath his sweatshirt, heading to the kitchen to grab a quick snack. ꒱
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“Yeah, yeah. BUT—— you touched me first. I was just yawning.”
He argued, rummaging in the pockets of his own pants until he found a small hand sanitiser for his friend. Holding it out for him, Suguru offered a small smile.
“Peace?”
❛❛ Certainly. ❜❜
He had already dismissed himself with the high hopes of finding a nearly full—or half empty bottle of hand sanitizer.
❛❛ You know I'm not one for physical contact. I hate being touched as it is... it's——just a bit much when someone does. ❜❜
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Should we rush to the hospital then?
( now he decided to play along, there was no reason not to entertain Satoru a little bit in that game of bickering. )
It's not an excuse if it's the truth—.ᐣ.ᐟ I really 𝒅𝒐 feel sick.
꒰ Lovesick that is. A roll of his gorgeous blue eyes suggested that Satoru was slightly annoyed. ꒱
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Oh, we need formal invitations for physical contact now? He—Hey——!
( and he is pouting, but he made no motion to stop him from being dramatic, letting Satoru be. )
⠀⠀⠀⠀ ❝ That was hardly an invitation,
I didn't even send a card in the mail for you to RSVP. ❞
꒰ There he goes, wiping his hand on Suguru's face repeatedly to rid himself of the germs. If only he knew where the hand sanitizer went... ꒱
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( suguru tried really hard to not laugh, but it was inevitable, all things considered. )
Oh, sure, sure! Summer heat, right? I thought we were past this type of excuse.
꒰ Crickets orchestrate a tune outside, loud enough for them to hear for dramatic effect. A swift turn on his heel as protest. ꒱
⠀⠀⠀⠀ Seriously.ᐣ Go ask dumb questions elsewhere.
As if I'd ever be shy around you—I'm just... under the weather.
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( happy giggles echoed as the dark—haired man watched the cute scene unfolding before his eyes. )
What? I thought that’s what you wanted, since your hand was soooo close to my lips.
꒰ Panic ensues.
Snatching his hand away, only to shake it profusely as though that would rid it of thin layered saliva. ꒱
⠀⠀⠀⠀ ❝ What the hell, Suguru—.ᐣ.ᐟ ❞
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꒰ He's not sure how to respond aside from pushing his glasses up with two digits, gaze slipping away, and the color of his cheeks blossomed with a soft pink. ꒱
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I’m such a criminal for wanting my husband to eat REAL food.
If you take breakfast with me, I will let you eat me for dinner later. How does that sound? ( ♥️ )
Are you trying to flatter me so i give up trying to eat you for breakfast ? because you know i’m weak to your compliments…
I’ve had dinner, i’m not hungry. Well, not for food. But the man i married decided to torment me. I don’t need eyebrows anyway, i always wear my blindfold.