Yeah? [there's a sliver of a smile as atsumu reaches for the tool.] Even if I'm intrudin' on your peace?
[it's growing increasingly easier for atsumu to simply stop holding his tongue around kita, giving into the teasing when the urge arises. like now. if he were to think about it, atsumu wouldn't be too surprised by the calming effect kita seems to have on him off the court.]
Can't remember the last time I helped out in the kitchen like this.
[the smile turns into a tiny frown of concentration, atsumu fumbling with the spatula as he turns the vegetables over.]
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[it's growing increasingly easier for atsumu to simply stop holding his tongue around kita, giving into the teasing when the urge arises. like now. if he were to think about it, atsumu wouldn't be too surprised by the calming effect kita seems to have on him off the court.]
Can't remember the last time I helped out in the kitchen like this.
[the smile turns into a tiny frown of concentration, atsumu fumbling with the spatula as he turns the vegetables over.]