(For the first time, Tsurumaru flinches, visibly losing his cool for a moment. This is something he never had a way of expecting and its jarring how the air around him goes from spring to winter so suddenly.
... The shock also seems to be enough to snap him from his rosy enchantment. He falls silent and looks down at their hands for a long moment,
processing the rejection, processing what brought this on, processing what he said,
he's going to hate himself later it's fine
... The shock also seems to be enough to snap him from his rosy enchantment. He falls silent and looks down at their hands for a long moment,
processing the rejection,
processing what brought this on,
processing what he said,
His face begins to turn a shade of pink,)
O-oi.
(From pink, to bright red,)
Wait a minute...