[ junsu's really happy about the lack of arguing. he takes the books and tucks them against his chest, smiling soft and pleased. ]
Biscotti? [ he likes those. he'll let kwang buy, this way the date was really a them thing, both of them equally treating the other. junsu finds he likes that a lot. the sense of balance, of being the same.
he starts weaseling his way between the rows to head back to the front cash, quickly paying for the books and handing kwang his bag with a brilliant smile. ]
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Biscotti? [ he likes those. he'll let kwang buy, this way the date was really a them thing, both of them equally treating the other. junsu finds he likes that a lot. the sense of balance, of being the same.
he starts weaseling his way between the rows to head back to the front cash, quickly paying for the books and handing kwang his bag with a brilliant smile. ]
Here you go! For you.