[ If there is one way to make Katsura absolutely melt, it's lavishing small areas such as his hands with kisses. He can hear the happiness in Sakamoto's voice too, and all he can really do is lean back and watch until steam is practically coming out of his ears.
He's the best. Somebody thinks he is the best. Sakamoto thinks he is the best. ]
A—Ah. [ Why does somebody like Sakamoto make him so flustered and his heart beat so fast? He pulls his hand back and quickly turns around to hide himself. ]
I—I am going to make you something to eat now. Please take care while I am gone. [ MAKES A BEELINE TO THE DOOR, COVERING HIS FACE. ]
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He's the best. Somebody thinks he is the best.
Sakamoto thinks he is the best. ]
A—Ah.
[ Why does somebody like Sakamoto make him so flustered and his heart beat so fast?
He pulls his hand back and quickly turns around to hide himself. ]
I—I am going to make you something to eat now. Please take care while I am gone.
[ MAKES A BEELINE TO THE DOOR, COVERING HIS FACE. ]