i donโt know, it *is pretty funny.
( slightly covering his mouth with a fist, small chuckles still escaping from him. )
youโre getting red too! no way, are you embarrassed?
( he raises his eyebrows. )
[Startled by the flick, Byakuya struggles to regain his composure after being flustered by the unforeseen act]
Wh- Tch! Really now. Come on. How old are you? Itโs not that funny-
[He huffs out of frustration, arms crossed over his chest as his cheeks grow redder]
( as soon the the progenyโs head turns down, makoto would swing his finger upwards and flick up byakuyaโs nose! )
gotcha!
( he quietly laughs to himself. he canโt believe that workedโฆ )
Did I- Of course I didnโt, Iโd never-
[The thought of embarassing himself in such a manner in front of Makoto of all people was stronger than any sense that it might be a trick. Haplessly he looks down at his white dress shirt to where the other points]
( he takes in a breath before his lips slowly curl into a small smile. he shakes his head. yeah, this is normal. )
iโll come up with something better next time! by the way, did you spill tea on your shirt?
( pointing to his chest. )
Nothing else to say? Disappointing. I thought youโd have some kind of better comeback but I suppose thatโs egg on my face for expecting more from someone like you.