marumayu:

 

“You should just accept gifts gratefully!”

_{{ ☩ }— “Ehhh?! That’s like re-gifting ya’ know, that’s even worse than not accepting them in the first place.”}

marumayu:

 

“Do you want them? Two for the price of one?”

_{{ ☩ }— “Why would I want them?”}

byakkotamer:

 

Admittedly, so had she. Not that she’d ever say it now. Her brow furrowed and she snapped, “I sound nothing like him!” The shout, unfortunately, did nothing to relieve the growing urge to throw a book at the poor half-demon.

_{Azure hues practically glowed from the outburst, snickering briefly.}

_{{ ☩ }— "Not with that temper, but you’re so strict– sometimes it’s hard to tell you two apart.“ A terrible exaggeration but he was an idiot after all.} 

byakkotamer:

 

Not quite. A brief look of disdain for the unwelcome nickname before she stated bluntly, “You and careful don’t exactly go together. Especially not in the same sentence.”

_{{ ☩ }— “You’re sounding too much like Yukio. I didn’t do anything bad, huh, huh- I wasn’t caught or anything. Lighten up, I thought it was cool.”}

byakkotamer:

 

She barely glances in his direction before returning to her book. 

“You’re doing that rather publicly, don’t you think?”

It was the middle of lunch and while they were not in the center of the courtyard they were not too far away from others either. One glance and there went Okumura’s secret.

_{{ ☩ }— “I was being careful enough.” Was the instant mutter, followed by a ‘tiny brows’ but that was hopefully more hidden.}