Then Tsukki pulls the headphones off and hoists the duffel over his shoulder. He considers chewing Bokuto out. What good would it do, though? He already looks sorry. It's not like he's a motor-mouth on purpose.
(And it's... a little flattering, that just seeing him makes Bokuto so excited.)
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Then Tsukki pulls the headphones off and hoists the duffel over his shoulder. He considers chewing Bokuto out. What good would it do, though? He already looks sorry. It's not like he's a motor-mouth on purpose.
(And it's... a little flattering, that just seeing him makes Bokuto so excited.)
"Morning. Did you eat?"
It's a peace offering, of sorts.