*That was dangerously close to the last straw Shouichi could take in this state. He pulled away very deliberately, taking an audible swallow as he set his jaw.* That's right, I'm helping with breakfast in thanks for your help last night. Are you going to let me do that or not, Byakuran-san?
*He did his best to keep his tone no-nonsense and all business, trying not to let on to all the confused hesitation going on inside. This was not the normal levels of personal space invasion. Not at all. For some reason Byakuran was treating him... like what? Like a girlfriend? He didn't even know what to call it!*
Now, where are those eggs? A-And you're going to help me, so you should have kept this ridiculous thing on anyway.
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Date: 2010-07-10 07:12 am (UTC)*He did his best to keep his tone no-nonsense and all business, trying not to let on to all the confused hesitation going on inside. This was not the normal levels of personal space invasion. Not at all. For some reason Byakuran was treating him... like what? Like a girlfriend? He didn't even know what to call it!*
Now, where are those eggs? A-And you're going to help me, so you should have kept this ridiculous thing on anyway.