Hatori-sohma

hatori-sohma

⊰ ♞ ⊱ —— “Flirt?” …She was trying to flirt with him? Why? Why would anyone flirt with him, and more importantly, why was he so hopeless with determining what was flirting and what wasn’t? When on outings with Shigure and Ayame, the two of them would often comment that the women in the shops were flirting with Hatori, but the ex-dragon paid no mind to their ramblings. He would wave off most women anyway, he had no time for their prattling.

Hatori wasn’t one to make niceties and small talk.

However, Mine had just confirmed that she was flirting with him. It was enough to give him goosebumps- not entirely sure if he was frightened, or flattered. Mayhaps both.

Blinking a few times, the physician repeated her own words aloud. “Polyamorous relationship?” He allowed himself a long pause here, registering exactly what she was saying to him. Mine was interested in pursuing something with him? Why would she…?

“Exactly… Exactly what is it you want with me? Is… Is this some kind of joke? Has Ayame put you up to this? I don’t find this very humorous,” Hatori grumbled, shifting in an attempt to try and stand up. He didn’t appreciate being made a fool of, particularly when it came to love and romance. It was the pity that was the worst- oh, poor Hatori. Poor thing. He had his heartbroken. Poor, poor Hatori… Everyone coddled him, everyone pitied him.

Even long after he’d gotten over Kana, it still seemed as if everyone could only focus on his unfortunate love-life. If this was a joke, that someone like Mine would even remotely find interest in him… Hatori was embarrassed, and very, very unhappy. “I’m no imbecile, Mine, I can tell when I’m being teased. Why… Why would you do this to me?”

✿— “Ah, yes...” Mine quietly watched as Hatori seemed to debate with himself, silencing herself and simply waiting for him to respond; she didn’t want to scare him after all. Her smile began to falter as the other adorned a displeased look, making the seamstress debate whether or not she should slide out of his lap and tell him to forget that she had ever mentioned anything.

What followed the initial look of confusion was even more upsetting than she could have expected. Her eyebrows knit together as she realized that he must have mistaken her advances as one big joke. That she took him as a fool. With a soft sigh she sat back just enough to meet his gaze before letting her own lower with a small look of defeat.

“I understand your apprehension given who I am and what I do, but I assure you that status plays no role in this for me--- I don’t think you’re an imbecile at all either for that matter. I thought you would appreciate a more straightforward approach...”

Oh dear, this had quickly turned into one big mess.

With a soft apology uttered under he breath she slid out of his lap, giving a quick bow and immediately trying her best to do some damage control. If he did not like her that was fine but she didn’t wish to make things uncomfortable for the other.

“I would never do something so cruel, especially since I do like you a great deal. If you do not wish for me to bother you about it, I won’t, but please don’t mistake my advances for teasing.”

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stubbornasstantei

“Riiiight.” Despite her energetic disposition, Yusuke wasn’t very amused. This was mostly due to him lacking hair gel still and not having the patience to traverse this outlandishly large store.“Okay, Mine.. Guess I’ll be seeing you around. If you don’t here from me in the next twenty four hours, call a search squad.” With that, he continued onward, following whatever signs seemed to suggest he was on the correct path.

✿— “Come now, it isn’t that bad...” She tuts softly, turning to watch him start his journey before deciding to trail a few steps behind him to help out incase he became lost or overwhelmed. “We’ve only had a few people die from exhaustion here--- no more than eight!” Perhaps this wasn’t the best time to try and pull the kid’s leg, still thought the seamstress found herself grinning a bit to herself.

ayame-sohma

“Well the dress won’t be perfect if you fall asleep on it.” Ayame scolded gingerly, though he wore a smile. “It is.” Ayame pulled the corset away and gave a few gentle tugs to the ruffles he’d so carefully sewn on. “Next is the sequins.” He sighed and rubbed his murky golden eyes.  

✿— “Sleep is for the weak.” She clutches a small fist for added effect before stifling a yawn, glancing over towards the clock before letting out an exasperated sigh. “---and also perhaps for those who must get up in the morning. I invited Hatori and Shigure over for brunch tomorrow, though I doubt either of us will be conscious come morning if we don’t rest soon.”