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[violaceus]

[ The chocolate isn't what he hoped for (dreams should remain dreams for a reason), but it's still far more intimacy than he normally receives. And it's more than he knows what to do with, something which will likely become apparent once he's done following his sacrifices orders.

But for now, he won't ruin the moment with an overstep or flirtaous banter, the smile on his face purely earnest. For the next few seconds, anyway. ]

[geliebt]

[Seimei stares at him, apparently expecting something. Or scrutinizing. When it's clear that Soubi isn't starting to seize, Seimei speaks up.]

Any headaches? Feel sick?

[violaceus]

[ For a second he balks—was the chocolate poisoned or—Oh. That's right, Seimei was notoriously paranoid. The truffle was honestly kind of tasty, and as far as he could tell perfectly fine.

Hmm... ]

No headaches, but I feel a bit light headed. Is that normal?~

[geliebt]

I guess we'll find out. [He'll hold the bag open. It's been torn open from being neatly stapled, and a sticker on it is cutely written kanji. "For Aoyagi-san". Of course Seimei wasn't going to eat this.] I'm almost disappointed, but I guess it's too obvious for them to try something as blatant as poisoning chocolates.

[violaceus]

If I feel faint, maybe you should carry me home. [ He knows the answer to this, but can't help it. Can't help the way he feels slightly more nervous about what he's just eaten either, given how nonchalant Seimei is talking about it. He'll pass on the rest of the chocolate, but spare the bag a quick glance regardless, the coy smile still lingering on his face. ]

They should be happy you even accepted their gifts.

[geliebt]

I was considering whether I wanted to give it to Ritsuka.

[Seimei looks at the bag. If Soubi was feeling fine (and Seimei was completely ignoring the attempt at flirting), then he could conceivably eat it. But the idea repulsed him.]

But I won't give him some useless girl's chocolates. But I'm sure you want these.

[As in, take them.]

[violaceus]

[ Oh.

Oddly he hadn't noticed the difference in being given these chocolates, or being ordered to taste them until now. Of course, he didn't mind either. Whatever Seimei ordered he would execute—he could do nothing else and wanted nothing else. But while the latter was something he was entirely used to, the former was...

There's that slight red tinge to his cheeks again (if he was thinking more clearly he could have proclaimed this as a "symptom") as he fumbles and accepts the chocolates. ]

Seimei I-thank you.

[geliebt]

Did such a simple thing make you happy? [Of course it did. Soubi's in one of his moods today, isn't he... the more predictable that his Fighter got, the more that Seimei could account for it and calm.] You can repay me by cooking my dinner. [Wow. Seimei never allowed Soubi to cook for him.]