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_{[ When did Aoba get so hot!? Seriously!? None of this is what Karamatsu had in mind for their evening— none of it whatsoever. He can't protest too hard since he's feeling so good no matter how embarrassing it might be. It's the worst when he can't look at Aoba straight in the eyes— when he can talk with confidence and when he doesn't stutter over his words. He moans against Aoba's fingertips when he's teased, eyes squeezing shut for a moment before he opens them slowly, adverting his gaze. ]}

Ah, don't say things like that..
_{[ His voice is so small. It's really a different side of Karamatsu. Usually he is the one embarrassing other people! ]}

Actions speak louder than words anyway.
_{[ Better get to it, Aoba. ]}