[And then some kindly old gentleman clears his throat and says something like excuse me, I need to get a cabbage and Kashuu probably nearly clocks Yamato in his immediate jolt back to the reality of the situation here.
Ie they're standing in front of the produce section at the supermarket.
iex2 electric boogaloo not the place to be having heart-to-hearts.]
Eh—?! Ah-- Sorry, sorry! We're done here. Let's just-- [GRAB THE NEAREST CABBAGE AND RUN. Literally, he just chucks one into the basket, snatches it back up and starts walking away.]
[With Kashuu's bouts of neediness, the lack of space in their apartment, and his own disregard for personal space, Yamato barely even notices how often they touch anymore. All he knows is that it's uncomfortable when they're too far apart, something he's felt quite keenly this past week.
It's likely because of that distance that he's so sensitive to the lack of it now, not that he's aware of such things. He's focused on Kashuu's words, on what he's saying and what he means, and he's only distantly aware that they're practically sharing a single square of tile. If he wanted to, he could probably count Kashuu's eyelashes from right where he is. And honestly, it wouldn't take more than a half-step forward to--
--AND THEN CABBAGE HAPPENS and he blinks, looking around as if he isn't quite sure where he is. But the sounds of the grocery store flood back in, and while Kashuu could break the sound barrier with how fast he's fleeing, he isn't exactly going far.
Still, Yamato hurries to catch up. Even here, the last thing he wants to see is Kashuu walking away from him.]
Right-- do those things call for more stuff? Like butter or whatever. [The kits, he means... he knows how to work with chocolate in a general sense, but Cute Desserts is really Kashuu's area of expertise more than his, so he's happy to hand over the reigns. GO FORTH AND FIND CUTE FOOD, PEANUT.]
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Ie they're standing in front of the produce section at the supermarket.
iex2 electric boogaloo not the place to be having heart-to-hearts.]
Eh—?! Ah-- Sorry, sorry! We're done here. Let's just-- [GRAB THE NEAREST CABBAGE AND RUN. Literally, he just chucks one into the basket, snatches it back up and starts walking away.]
Chocolate next, right?
adds a tally to the Missed Opportunities counter
It's likely because of that distance that he's so sensitive to the lack of it now, not that he's aware of such things. He's focused on Kashuu's words, on what he's saying and what he means, and he's only distantly aware that they're practically sharing a single square of tile. If he wanted to, he could probably count Kashuu's eyelashes from right where he is. And honestly, it wouldn't take more than a half-step forward to--
--AND THEN CABBAGE HAPPENS and he blinks, looking around as if he isn't quite sure where he is. But the sounds of the grocery store flood back in, and while Kashuu could break the sound barrier with how fast he's fleeing, he isn't exactly going far.
Still, Yamato hurries to catch up. Even here, the last thing he wants to see is Kashuu walking away from him.]
Right-- do those things call for more stuff? Like butter or whatever. [The kits, he means... he knows how to work with chocolate in a general sense, but Cute Desserts is really Kashuu's area of expertise more than his, so he's happy to hand over the reigns. GO FORTH AND FIND CUTE FOOD, PEANUT.]