[It's not like he's been continuously swiping glances at her, and it's not like he's actually somewhat happy to see her open and eat the fucking peaches, so it's not like he's taken aback by the sudden, wordless offer.]
It's for you, moron.
[That tiny bit of caring implied in that statement, however, is enough to make him fall back on tsun defense- quick, Arakita, cover it up before she reads too much into the meaning behind it. Making himself look stupid indeed. So he clicks his tongue, and swipes a peach from the can like a cat suddenly extending a paw to grab at a piece of string. He pops it into his mouth, chews, and crinkles his nose.]
Geh- too sweet.
[Not that it's objectively bad, but he's never liked sweet things all that much anyway.
...
...What the actual hell is he doing?
He's chewing on something way too sweet, avoiding being caught stealing glances and dancing around something that's obvious (to him, at least, as much as he hates to admit it) but unsaid. Theoretically nothing, he's in a situation where he's acting like a coward unwilling to look at himself and what he's doing here. There are walls, walls that have been holding him back (like, say, the inevitable and obvious rejection he's going to face, because it's him- of course), but since when did he let walls in front of him tell him what he was going to do when faced with a challenge?
Fuck it. He'll say it (something about it) and then deal with the consequences instead of floundering around it like an idiot 16 year old again.]
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It's for you, moron.
[That tiny bit of caring implied in that statement, however, is enough to make him fall back on tsun defense- quick, Arakita, cover it up before she reads too much into the meaning behind it. Making himself look stupid indeed. So he clicks his tongue, and swipes a peach from the can like a cat suddenly extending a paw to grab at a piece of string. He pops it into his mouth, chews, and crinkles his nose.]
Geh- too sweet.
[Not that it's objectively bad, but he's never liked sweet things all that much anyway.
...
...What the actual hell is he doing?
He's chewing on something way too sweet, avoiding being caught stealing glances and dancing around something that's obvious (to him, at least, as much as he hates to admit it) but unsaid. Theoretically nothing, he's in a situation where he's acting like a coward unwilling to look at himself and what he's doing here. There are walls, walls that have been holding him back (like, say, the inevitable and obvious rejection he's going to face, because it's him- of course), but since when did he let walls in front of him tell him what he was going to do when faced with a challenge?
Fuck it. He'll say it (something about it) and then deal with the consequences instead of floundering around it like an idiot 16 year old again.]
...Oi, Ushiromiya.