[ he can't stop thinking about why tobio is at his doorstep to begin with. it had been clear, hadn't it? or had kenma read too much into it? maybe tobio is just here to hang out and kenma would scare him away by pouncing on him when he was barely through the door. no, he'll just wait.
he takes the offered plastic bag with two hands and a slightly surprised expression as he peeks inside. it's a small, but touching gesture. ]
oh, you didn't have to-
[ he stops himself, because one of the many things kuroo has him working on is manners and appropriate social responses. like how one should just thank a person for a gift instead of insisting there was no need for it and making things uncomfortable. so with a small nod of his head he utters a soft, ]
t-thank you.
[ walking further into the house, he places the bag on the kitchen counter located directly across from the living room. he smiles as he pulls out the pack of umaibo, conveniently apple pie flavored. hinata, he figures. oh. had he... had he told hinata he was here? he supposes it doesn't matter. ]
um, do you want something to drink? i have water or i can make some tea?
no subject
he takes the offered plastic bag with two hands and a slightly surprised expression as he peeks inside. it's a small, but touching gesture. ]
oh, you didn't have to-
[ he stops himself, because one of the many things kuroo has him working on is manners and appropriate social responses. like how one should just thank a person for a gift instead of insisting there was no need for it and making things uncomfortable. so with a small nod of his head he utters a soft, ]
t-thank you.
[ walking further into the house, he places the bag on the kitchen counter located directly across from the living room. he smiles as he pulls out the pack of umaibo, conveniently apple pie flavored. hinata, he figures. oh. had he... had he told hinata he was here? he supposes it doesn't matter. ]
um, do you want something to drink? i have water or i can make some tea?