Hatori-sohma

hatori-sohma

⊰ ♞ ⊱ —— The sheer delight on the maid’s features embarrassed the absolute hell out of him. His body flushed at just how proud she was of him for his lewd little comment- in truth, it had just slipped out. He supposed that was what would happen when one spent too much time around the force of utter sexuality that was Mine Kuramae. “Don’t… Do not look so pleased with yourself, I was merely joking. It was a tasteless joke, at that. Don’t say such vulgar things about me, what if my staff were to hear you say that? My reputation would be ruined.”

✿— Mine couldn’t help but giggle, wiggling a little bit in place before pausing just long enough to imagine the look on some of his staff’s faces. She blinked before a sly grin began to form, the seamstress turning just enough to side-eye the other with a mischievous glint. “I could name quite a few who would love to hear what we say to one another--- and more.” With a hum she trotted back over to the other, stepping around him and pushing some of the paperwork back before taking a seat directly on his desk so that he had no choice but to direct his attention to her. “And don’t apologize, I actually like hearing what you have to say~”

ayame-sohma

“What are you fussing about?” Ayame chirped at the seamstress from his own machine across the room. The never ending drum of his sewing machine had quieted as he peeked over to Mine. It was fairly late already, and without realizing it the two of them had worked to nearly midnight.

✿— Mine looked up from the assortment of thread she had lain out, sighing and gathering everything up before standing up and trotting over to Ayame. “Tohru trusted me to help make her dress for the upcoming dance, and I want it to be perfect.” She set the spindles of thread down on the table before curiously peeking at what the other was working on. “Is that Tuesday’s order?”

;;done with drafts and replies so feel free to like this for a starter and I will post one after I finish this discussion for class!

;;I have such amazing babes I’m so happy and thankful ahhh...

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