[ Hijikata just shoots him a glare that just kind of reads 'don't give me sass'. ]
Just go already.
[ JUST!!! LOOK!!! Tsurumaru will understand later...
because ugh, he doesn't know how to feel about the clothes Kashuu got him still. they're nice. . . but. . . well, he'll hesitantly put on a clean, cut button down shirt and (gasp) pants.
BUT OKAY... he'll finally exit his room to rejoin Tsurumaru. ]
[ naturally, he's going to spend the first few seconds staring. just staring at him, but mostly at his legs? then at his arms? then back at his legs? in a really impressed, noticeable way that may or may not indirectly feed hijikata's ego.
except it takes him a while to realize that he is staring so obviously in the first place; and oh... OH.... OH NO... THAT'S EMBARRASSING... so he quickly moves his hand across the lower half of his face, because he's sure that all of his embarrassment is showing. ]
That's — [ so nice to look at... still, he wants to look again? so he looks again, and AAAH MISTAKE.JPG WHY DOES HIJI LOOK SO NICE his heart can't take it??
anyway! he takes a deep, breath, trying to look more coherent. he'll also start heading towards the door, as if that's his way of saying that he's ready to leave! ]
If this was your way of surprising me, then you've succeeded. I didn't know you could look so... nice, wearing something like that.
[ it's because Kashuu has taught him the way of "suffer for fashion" honestly.
it's not too bad now, he's gotten a bit use to it. western fashion is more... how do you explain it? everything is more form fitting, for some reason, but it's not like the clothes constrain any of his movements. ]
Well, I needed new clothes anyway.
[ yeah, boost his ego Tsuru... boost it!!!
time to get out of the apartment though. he'll open the door -- ]
Are you ready to go? [ wAIT A MINUTE... ] Were you staring?
[ he's onto u ]
grubby little hands full of dreams and aspirations
Maybe. [ listen, tsuru's already boosted his ego enough!! but he also has another task in mind, so he wastes no time in getting to it. ]
And now, I'm going to help myself.
[ before hijikata has time to ask him what he means, he's going to demonstrate — by coming up behind him, gently placing his hands on the fine assets in pants that he sees before him... and then gives them a light squeeze.
. . . . . .
immediately, he's running through the door and taking off in the direction of the park, because he values his final seconds of life and hijikata's probably going to go after him, anyway.
he doesn't regret it, though. ugh, what nice, firm assets. ]
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Just go already.
[ JUST!!! LOOK!!! Tsurumaru will understand later...
because ugh, he doesn't know how to feel about the clothes Kashuu got him still. they're nice. . . but. . . well, he'll hesitantly put on a clean, cut button down shirt and (gasp) pants.
BUT OKAY... he'll finally exit his room to rejoin Tsurumaru. ]
Okay, ready to go?
STOP YOU WERE TAGGED AS IT
except it takes him a while to realize that he is staring so obviously in the first place; and oh... OH.... OH NO... THAT'S EMBARRASSING... so he quickly moves his hand across the lower half of his face, because he's sure that all of his embarrassment is showing. ]
That's — [ so nice to look at... still, he wants to look again? so he looks again, and AAAH MISTAKE.JPG WHY DOES HIJI LOOK SO NICE his heart can't take it??
anyway! he takes a deep, breath, trying to look more coherent. he'll also start heading towards the door, as if that's his way of saying that he's ready to leave! ]
If this was your way of surprising me, then you've succeeded. I didn't know you could look so... nice, wearing something like that.
just look here
it's not too bad now, he's gotten a bit use to it. western fashion is more... how do you explain it? everything is more form fitting, for some reason, but it's not like the clothes constrain any of his movements. ]
Well, I needed new clothes anyway.
[ yeah, boost his ego Tsuru... boost it!!!
time to get out of the apartment though. he'll open the door -- ]
Are you ready to go? [ wAIT A MINUTE... ] Were you staring?
[ he's onto u ]
grubby little hands full of dreams and aspirations
And now, I'm going to help myself.
[ before hijikata has time to ask him what he means, he's going to demonstrate — by coming up behind him, gently placing his hands on the fine assets in pants that he sees before him... and then gives them a light squeeze.
. . . . . .
immediately, he's running through the door and taking off in the direction of the park, because he values his final seconds of life and hijikata's probably going to go after him, anyway.
he doesn't regret it, though. ugh, what nice, firm assets. ]