[ The generally established pattern of Lavi spending his own funds and then their mutual mission-only funds on books has him beginning to unravel his arm away from Kanda when it's caught, knowingly, in that hand instead. Blinking wide with surprise for a second time in short order, Lavi watches in bewildered silence at their historically accepted status quo is upset and..
Yu also pays for books?!
Idly, in that usual order of hope followed by crushing reality, he reflects that this is exactly the order of seduction most tailored to him. All Yu would have to do now is flip his hair and he'd surely be done for...!
Head dropping down in muted defeat, he offers a half smile, wan and soft while accepting the bag of books.
Like a damn school girl, really.
(Presumably, at least. One does not actually become familiar with school girls when the education of childhood is conducted in war zones. But classic cinema tells him he's well on his way to writing names with hearts if he doesn't mind himself.) ]
Hmm..
[ Weighing the bags in his one hand and shifting the other in Yu's grasp like the balancing scales of justice, he gives a heavy moment of indecision.. ]
Soba.
[ That's what would make Yu happiest, right? Volunteering to join him in this nightly excursion and buying Lavi books deserves some kind of gratitude, and eating soba isn't that hard of a price to accept.
Not that he isn't going to sigh as if he's suffering greatly for it, of course, wrist twisting in a wide circle to ease out of Kanda's grip only to reverse it and take the man's wrist in his own hand.
He could practically walk his way towards the little soba shop blindfolded were it not for the crowds in the way. For their sake, he keeps his eye open while guiding them around the various clusters of bodies and towards the ever-prized soba. ]
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Yu also pays for books?!
Idly, in that usual order of hope followed by crushing reality, he reflects that this is exactly the order of seduction most tailored to him. All Yu would have to do now is flip his hair and he'd surely be done for...!
Head dropping down in muted defeat, he offers a half smile, wan and soft while accepting the bag of books.
Like a damn school girl, really.
(Presumably, at least. One does not actually become familiar with school girls when the education of childhood is conducted in war zones. But classic cinema tells him he's well on his way to writing names with hearts if he doesn't mind himself.) ]
Hmm..
[ Weighing the bags in his one hand and shifting the other in Yu's grasp like the balancing scales of justice, he gives a heavy moment of indecision.. ]
Soba.
[ That's what would make Yu happiest, right? Volunteering to join him in this nightly excursion and buying Lavi books deserves some kind of gratitude, and eating soba isn't that hard of a price to accept.
Not that he isn't going to sigh as if he's suffering greatly for it, of course, wrist twisting in a wide circle to ease out of Kanda's grip only to reverse it and take the man's wrist in his own hand.
He could practically walk his way towards the little soba shop blindfolded were it not for the crowds in the way. For their sake, he keeps his eye open while guiding them around the various clusters of bodies and towards the ever-prized soba. ]
The things I endure...