( good thing there was never such a plan because there is an extremely low chance that yukine would be able to pull it off with anything even resembling a straight face. it's too embarrassing. he couldn't do it, not without getting flustered and stumbling. he doesn't even realise that he's too close until they are— definitely are, undeniably are—and his fingers are brushing against his present.
he doesn't touch it for longer than a second before he's recoiling away with a twinge of pink flushed across his cheeks. he laughs a little, just a touch awkward, before she's relenting and handing over the gift anyway. )
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he doesn't touch it for longer than a second before he's recoiling away with a twinge of pink flushed across his cheeks. he laughs a little, just a touch awkward, before she's relenting and handing over the gift anyway. )
Oh! Sorry.