[His voice goes quiet and soft here, as he sheepishly worms his way closer to the others torso, hiding his face because he feels a little ashamed of himself, surprisingly.
What should he have expected? Something like-]
I thought you'd say somethin' different.
[Apologetically, he pushes the fabric of Zura's yukata to the side, because he's curious to see the evidence of what he felt pressed against his back earlier.]
I was bein' silly, I guess~! I'm sorry. How do you-
["How do you want it?"
His voice is still gentle, even though it breaks.]
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[His voice goes quiet and soft here, as he sheepishly worms his way closer to the others torso, hiding his face because he feels a little ashamed of himself, surprisingly.
What should he have expected? Something like-]
I thought you'd say somethin' different.
[Apologetically, he pushes the fabric of Zura's yukata to the side, because he's curious to see the evidence of what he felt pressed against his back earlier.]
I was bein' silly, I guess~! I'm sorry. How do you-
["How do you want it?"
His voice is still gentle, even though it breaks.]