❰❰ Tsuki ❱❱
Tsuki flinched at the sigh. He knew he was being picky! But he had a good reason- one he still wasn’t sure if he could inform Takeru about. For starters, this place was probably the worst place to reveal his secret. And secondly, the thing itself might scare Takeru off.
Sinking his face into his scarf a little, Tsuki sauntered over to the racks.
Maybe he should just pick anything that isn’t black and call it a day?
“Hmmm…”
But the temptation to pick black-.
Takeru hung back, deciding to give Tsuki a little space in hopes that’d help make this decision his own -- even if it was probably a good thing Tsuki hadn’t looked back either. The dull, unimpressed expression Takeru was trying his best not to show wasn’t exactly well hidden as he’d watched on.
Not that Takeru had ever really enjoyed clothes shopping anyway, but who knew picking something that wasn’t black that Tsuki felt like he’d enjoy would be such a chore.
“ Well? Do you see anything? ” Because the next step was Takeru stepping up to pick something out himself and he was already eying an orange hoodie that would’ve looked okay with Tsuki.
















