[and Anya's waiting in front of the school, humming softly to herself some new song she had to pick up at vocal lessons, though her expression does light up when she notices Yukine coming through the school entrance. she adjusts her backpack strap and maybe it's because of all the nice things that he said earlier or maybe it's because she wants to see him go all flustered in person but she's just going to turn and open her arms out to him as if she's expecting a hug]
( despite knowing he has no intention of replying, he still pulls his phone out of his pocket as soon as it chimes to signal new text messages. he smiles down at it before pressing it off and shoving it back into his pocket. it takes him just a little over five minutes to get from his locker down to the school gates where anya is waiting.
then . . .?
what is she doing? does she want a hug? oh no, she wants a hug. he coughs awkwardly before looking away from her, pointedly trying to ignore the gesture for his own sake. )
even if she was doing it just to play, Anya likes hugs. and then she's... not getting one? there's a moment where that seems to click for her, that yukine is not returning her open gesture and stepping forward to give her a hug, and her expression falls in a mixture of confusion and disappointment.
she tilts her head and drops her arms a little bit]
Mm...?
[why is she like this]
Ah... Yes? [she's still trying to figure out why her arms are only open to the air!!] I think so...?
( you see, anya, not everyone is willing to rush into someone's open arms. even if they're really cute and welcoming because they have things like shame and boundaries. they're very important things that some people happen to lack, but yukine at least has enough to stop himself from rushing headfirst into his own embarrassment.
still not looking at her, he gestures for her to follow. )
Okay. You mind if we make a small stop before we get to your house?
but.... oh.... he's not even looking at her. that gets her arms to drop entirely as she clasps her fingers behind her back and then does a full body tilt to see if she can catch yukine's expression curiously...]
( wait, what? he turns around immediately at the question, twisting on his heel to look at her. he's actually not fully sure what to say to her. yukine really doesn't want her to get the wrong idea or anything. )
Uh. Do you. . . want a hug?
( probably does since she was extending her arms, but. . . come on. isn't she embarrassed to do stuff like that? )
( nope, okay. she just has no concept of embarrassment. that's probably fine, but he hope she knows when to reign it in because stuff like this exactly how someone ends up with sweaty creeps taking advantage of them. anya's far too nice to have to go through something like that.
rubbing the back of his neck nervously, he glances over her outstretched arms again. )
No, it's okay.
( then. . . closing the distance to wrap his arms around her shoulders. )
[And that's it, she's happy. Closing the distance between them is easy as she excitedly gives him that hug with a hum. It's warm and her heart is pleased, content knowing that it's not that Yukine doesn't like her enough to hug her. All is right in the world.
Without letting go, she peers up at him and gives him the greeting that she wanted to earlier before she was so thrown off:]
Mm, I hope Yukine's day at school was good? Забыл... ["Forgot."] I did not get to say so earlier. And I am happy that you want to come with me for dinner. Home will be warmer now.
( someone help him. this is the worst. pink colours his face as soon as she returns the hug with a delighted hum and he briefly regrets making this decision. is this really okay? is it—ah, shit. she's looking at him.
at his face.
which somehow gets a little darker now that he knows that she knows. )
( this couldn't possibly get any worse for him! why doesn't this girl understand that stuff like this is really hard to deal with!! or was it just that easy for her? it's almost depressing to think that she'd have such an easy time with this kind of thing while it's such a hardship for yukine.
Anya blinks in confusion before humming an odd, melodic little note, and then nodding. She pulls back when he suggests as much and then clasps her hands behind her back like a good girl. She'll behave. She wants to hold his hand, but she'll behave.]
Okay. [and then she'll start walking in the direction he suggested again - ] Where are we stopping?
Anya can't help but give him a fond smile at that, reaching out to hold onto his hand. The easiest way to turn her into a happy fluffball is to do nice things for her mama so.]
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of course
your cooking is the best!
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i will learn all the ways for yukines name
please teach me
do you think ?
next time tell me yukines favorite food
and i will make that
do you want to meet in front of the school ?
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you always help me so its only fair if i teach you this much
japanese i mean
of course it is!!
rather than that
maybe we could make it together?
so next time next time! it'll be a surprise
yea i'm just at my locker
cya in 10
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a lot of good plans
i like them
see you soon
bye bye !
[and Anya's waiting in front of the school, humming softly to herself some new song she had to pick up at vocal lessons, though her expression does light up when she notices Yukine coming through the school entrance. she adjusts her backpack strap and maybe it's because of all the nice things that he said earlier or maybe it's because she wants to see him go all flustered in person but she's just going to turn and open her arms out to him as if she's expecting a hug]
Yukine...!
[hi]
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then . . .?
what is she doing? does she want a hug? oh no, she wants a hug. he coughs awkwardly before looking away from her, pointedly trying to ignore the gesture for his own sake. )
S-so, ready to go?
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even if she was doing it just to play, Anya likes hugs. and then she's... not getting one? there's a moment where that seems to click for her, that yukine is not returning her open gesture and stepping forward to give her a hug, and her expression falls in a mixture of confusion and disappointment.
she tilts her head and drops her arms a little bit]
Mm...?
[why is she like this]
Ah... Yes? [she's still trying to figure out why her arms are only open to the air!!] I think so...?
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still not looking at her, he gestures for her to follow. )
Okay. You mind if we make a small stop before we get to your house?
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but.... oh.... he's not even looking at her. that gets her arms to drop entirely as she clasps her fingers behind her back and then does a full body tilt to see if she can catch yukine's expression curiously...]
Нет... No, Anya does not mind.
[ . . . . staaaaaaares.
and then:]
Does Yukine not like hugs? Or...
[do you not?? want to hug her specifically????
she likes to think she gives good hugs?]
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Uh. Do you. . . want a hug?
( probably does since she was extending her arms, but. . . come on. isn't she embarrassed to do stuff like that? )
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(in what universe does anya need to be more direct)
So she steps forward closer to him and opens her arms back out.]
Да. I do.
If Yukine does not mind....
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rubbing the back of his neck nervously, he glances over her outstretched arms again. )
No, it's okay.
( then. . . closing the distance to wrap his arms around her shoulders. )
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Yay!
[And that's it, she's happy. Closing the distance between them is easy as she excitedly gives him that hug with a hum. It's warm and her heart is pleased, content knowing that it's not that Yukine doesn't like her enough to hug her. All is right in the world.
Without letting go, she peers up at him and gives him the greeting that she wanted to earlier before she was so thrown off:]
Mm, I hope Yukine's day at school was good? Забыл... ["Forgot."] I did not get to say so earlier. And I am happy that you want to come with me for dinner. Home will be warmer now.
[why is she like this]
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at his face.
which somehow gets a little darker now that he knows that she knows. )
Uh.
( is the very elegant reply he offers her. )
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Why is Yukine's face like that. He didn't seem embarrassed when he was first giving her the hug....? Hmmm.]
Mm? Are you okay?
[how can she notice so much and so little]
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( this couldn't possibly get any worse for him! why doesn't this girl understand that stuff like this is really hard to deal with!! or was it just that easy for her? it's almost depressing to think that she'd have such an easy time with this kind of thing while it's such a hardship for yukine.
unfair even.
gently patting her on the back. )
It's fine, it's fine. We should go.
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Anya blinks in confusion before humming an odd, melodic little note, and then nodding. She pulls back when he suggests as much and then clasps her hands behind her back like a good girl. She'll behave. She wants to hold his hand, but she'll behave.]
Okay. [and then she'll start walking in the direction he suggested again - ] Where are we stopping?
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Oh! It's on the way to your house. It's really tiny shop that sells cakes? With a pink sign.
( then waving her down the sidewalk. it shouldn't take him but a second to grab some cakes for the both of them. )
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[and it'll come up soon enough, though she hums in curiosity]
Do you want to eat cake? Dessert after dinner?
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( just don't ask how he acquired the money for this. )
What kind of cake do you like?
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[ . . . . but - ]
It does not have to be Yukine's treat? Pазделять.... We can share. Anya might get a cake for Mama too.
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( casually but then he grins, almost proud. )
I'm coming over, so it's fair, right? We can get your mom one too!
( in the distance, the aforementioned pink sign can be seen. )
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Anya can't help but give him a fond smile at that, reaching out to hold onto his hand. The easiest way to turn her into a happy fluffball is to do nice things for her mama so.]
Cпасибо... Thank you.
[followed by a little hum]
Next time Anya bakes, it will be lemon cake.
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( waving his hand before catching her hand, gently pulling her towards the shop. he laughs a little at how immediately she says that. )
Okay, I'll be looking forward to it. Save me a slice, ok?
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I will save Yukine the whole cake!
[that's what she meant]
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( his cheeks darken just a little, but he makes a solid attempt at trying to ignore it. )
Then that's even better. I've never had anyone make a whole cake for me before.
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