[ literally no one person in this house needs any coffee right now but Team Grief-Stricken Green Pals are probably going to need some fuel for this season.
So Choromatsu gets a pat on the shoulder and then a hot cup of matcha held out for him to take if he wants it. ]
...here. I made some for myself and I thought you might need some too.
[ Choromatsu barely even acknowledges Yuuri at first, too busy watching the two elder Matsunos talk about their situation. Not even the shoulder pat gets his attention, as people have been doing this enough to him today as signs of support that he's started to become numb to it all. It's only when he sees the cup of matcha that he finally realizes she's here. ]
[ There's a silence as she settles in next to him -- in any other situation it might've been almost companionable. But then eventually, she speaks up, her voice quiet. Just quiet enough that if he wants to, it should be easy enough to ignore her. ]
They're not exactly what I was expecting. Your brothers, I mean. Then again, I'm not really sure what I was expecting.
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So Choromatsu gets a pat on the shoulder and then a hot cup of matcha held out for him to take if he wants it. ]
...here. I made some for myself and I thought you might need some too.
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Oh... thank you.
[ he takes it but doesn't drink any. ]
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They're not exactly what I was expecting. Your brothers, I mean. Then again, I'm not really sure what I was expecting.