♛ ---- Hikaru, 15, crush: Yuki
- Hikaru's eyes drifted to Yuki, focusing on the jersey. He recognized
it almost immediately, a small smile and slight blush welcoming themselves among his face. "Of course I missed you," he smiled softly, "When do I not?"
Watching her take Jenny's homework from him, he sat back, running his fingers through his hair, ruffling it slightly. It gave it an 'I just got out of bed' vibe that he'd been complimented on many times. "It's truly no problem," he smiled as he spoke, "Greek's okay, anyway," he lied quite obviously.
Eyes still focused on the jersey, his smile grew a bit, grabbing the fabric of the jersey and rubbing it between his thumb and index finger. "When did you manage to steal this from me?" he asked rather lovingly. "Don't get me wrong, it looks better on you than it ever did on me, but still, I'd love to know." He dropped the fabric, his hand running along the girl's arm, "You should wear it more often."
A slight smirk spread along his face.
- ♛ ---- Sasha, 14, crush: Tamaki
- Thumbs playing with each other, Sasha looked at the blonde princely boy. "Oh- I-
um, it's nothing, really," she said, in an attempt to brush it off. Maybe she was overreacting? Who knew?
Standing up, she dusted herself off, almost as if to dust off her previous thoughts. She looked around before grabbing his hand and leading him out of the apartment, then walking to where they would be dining. Zoning out, her mind wandered again, but soon enough she sat back into reality.
Looking over at the boy walking next to her, her eyes trailed to his hand that had dropped from hers as soon as they left the complex. A slight blush growing on her cheeks, she grabbed his hand, intertwining their fingers. Not once looking away from their hands, she traced the lines of his hand with her thumb, exploring every inch of it.
"Hey, Tamaki," she said, hoping to grab the boys attention. Looking up to meet his eyes, she gave a sympathetic smile, "If I brought up anything sensitive, just tell me. I don't mean to. I'm just nosy." Eyes trailing down to her feet, still rubbing the skin between his thumb and index finger with her own thumb, she spoke once more. "You just sort of.. shut down.. after I asked about France."
