“But I want to really hear you say it. I wanna hear you said it loud and clear!” He ran his fingers through her hair before soothingly caressing her cheek. “I love you, Tsukimi.”
She gave a pout at his evocative look, though couldn’t help letting a small smile take over her face after. “Fine then—” Her eyes averted away from the male, hesitating before she said those three mellifluous words.
“I. Loooove. You.”
“Wait….what?” He would begin to attempt to get her to speak up a bit. “I can’t hear you, Tsukimi. What did you say?”
She giggled softly, pinching one of Hayato’s cheeks— Though, not too hard. “You’re too much!” She replied gingerly, letting go as she places a kiss to the untouched side of his cheek.
“…..Who are you?”
“A-ah… Y-you see, I’m…” Well, this was an awkward way to start a conversation. Tsukimi had a crooked smile, trying to ignore the other’s stare. She adjusted her glasses slightly, trying to find some sort of tranquility in that timid body of hers. “I’m— My name, I mean, is Tsukimi Kurashita. I run the shop here…”
Straightening herself out, she smiled once more, but calmer this time. “Ah, do you have a tailoring appointment? Or are you in need for directions?”
He raised an eyebrow at that, mildly wondering why he had never come across the store before now, until his attention was brought back by the girl’s inquiry after she had regained her composure.
“Nah, was just passing through, I guess…” Gokudera replied, placing a cigarette between his lips, but leaving it unlit out of some shred of common decency in consideration of his surroundings. “… unless you have something I might be interested in.”
He was no stranger to fancy clothing stores, that was for sure.
She clapped her hands together as she smiled at the other, her mood somewhat transmuting into an effervescent one. “Well, that all depends— What takes to your liking?” She leaned her head forward, willing to hear what the male would request for.
“I would be more than happy to oblige.”