[ He half thinks that Daseul was born solely to annoy the hell out of him, but that's incredibly self-centered; certainly there are other people he was born to annoy to this extent, too. ]
You could always let me feed mySELF. [ A comment that's going to fall on deaf ears, surely, and Natsume exhales softly as he looks away. ] ...Fine, yes, HANDS. As long as they're CLEAN.
[ Fortunately, only Natsume has been blessed with this kind of obsessive need to annoy him. Are there other boys just as deserving of annoyance? Sure, but this is the one Daseul has chosen.
As soon as Natsume gives in and lets Daseul have his inevitable way, Daseul is already taking the crepe from Natsume's hands, pulling off a small mouthful (he is not about that unclean, messy life) and holding it in front of his mouth. ]
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You could always let me feed mySELF. [ A comment that's going to fall on deaf ears, surely, and Natsume exhales softly as he looks away. ] ...Fine, yes, HANDS. As long as they're CLEAN.
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As soon as Natsume gives in and lets Daseul have his inevitable way, Daseul is already taking the crepe from Natsume's hands, pulling off a small mouthful (he is not about that unclean, messy life) and holding it in front of his mouth. ]
Aah.