[ as haruichi settles in to truly lavish kouta with all of his attention, he ends up flushing a little at the school subject in question. in truth, he was hoping he might be able to actually help--a vision of them leaning just a little too close over a textbook flashed embarrassingly through his head--but game theory?
he can hear ryousuke in his head. should have studied your math more, haruichi.
...well. at any rate, haruichi will give it his best shot. his father is an accountant and his brother is going to end up some kind of math professor at this rate. surely, haruichi can figure it out. his own stubbornness will lead him to the answer, or at least some approximation of it--
though he pauses when zono corrects himself and ends up flushing, waving his hands in front of his own face as he tries to wave it off. ] No, no! It's alright. I have my own homework too. I could try and take a look at yours--oh, though I don't know that much about it.
[ a pause, and then he smiles a little sheepishly, still residually red, his hand stalling in kouta's fur. ] Collaboration? Maybe two heads might be better than one.
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he can hear ryousuke in his head. should have studied your math more, haruichi.
...well. at any rate, haruichi will give it his best shot. his father is an accountant and his brother is going to end up some kind of math professor at this rate. surely, haruichi can figure it out. his own stubbornness will lead him to the answer, or at least some approximation of it--
though he pauses when zono corrects himself and ends up flushing, waving his hands in front of his own face as he tries to wave it off. ] No, no! It's alright. I have my own homework too. I could try and take a look at yours--oh, though I don't know that much about it.
[ a pause, and then he smiles a little sheepishly, still residually red, his hand stalling in kouta's fur. ] Collaboration? Maybe two heads might be better than one.