spicy—marmalade:

“Wh-… What? Don’t you like it?” Shuichi shuffled closer, cheeks burning. “You’re the one that said I had to do it." 

"I-I know! I’m just… surprised that you actually did it.” Hugo’s eyes trailed over the other male’s body, his face flushed. “… You look cute.”
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“I do?” Shuichi had never seen him blush before. It was endearing. He slipped closer, heavy fabric and skirts rustling, and looking up at him through his lashes. “You really think so?”