[ god. this house is so festive, it's going to make sena's eyes hurt. it feels like there's tinsel on every surface in senahaus, and it's seriously adding to the fact that everyone in knights treats this damned studio like it's their house. snacks, a kotatsu, a freaking christmas tree; it's too much. (says sena, as he's pouring himself a cup of tea.)
he's mentally grumbling about this with his hand on the tea kettle when suddenly, there's a presence behind him. izumi doesn't startle or anything, because if there's anyone that'd dare to come up and grab him like that, and though he doesn't make any other reaction, he does seem to push his weight down just a little, as if to make the height difference a little easier for leo.
his expression stays forward, though, eyes on his tea, expression cooled into something disinterested. ] You, Ousama. [ which is...not totally a lie? but he mostly says it because he's expecting to get the reaction. ] What do you think you're doing?
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he's mentally grumbling about this with his hand on the tea kettle when suddenly, there's a presence behind him. izumi doesn't startle or anything, because if there's anyone that'd dare to come up and grab him like that, and though he doesn't make any other reaction, he does seem to push his weight down just a little, as if to make the height difference a little easier for leo.
his expression stays forward, though, eyes on his tea, expression cooled into something disinterested. ] You, Ousama. [ which is...not totally a lie? but he mostly says it because he's expecting to get the reaction. ] What do you think you're doing?