[ It doesn't take long, just the two minutes for their drinks to be made -- tea and hot cocoa, which it seems is long enough for the parfait to be assembled as well. The tray is heavier than Kenma anticipated but, really, compared to training, it's fine. He sets it down carefully before taking the drinks off first, then the desserts. Then he goes to put the tray down before finally joining Tsukishima properly at the table, jacket draped over the back of his chair.
Probably hard to tell, since Kenma's face is still a little pink from the cold of outside, slow to warm up or thaw out (and then probably complain about it), but there is a faint blush in his cheeks just the same. It more than likely (read: absolutely) has to do with the fact that the person who gave him their orders had to say "You two are so cute."
The implications of course made Kenma uncomfortable. Why do people give opinions that aren't asked for??? Ugh.
He cups the sizable almost bowl of hot cocoa, and blows on it, the slight furrow to his brows almost indiscernible. ]
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Probably hard to tell, since Kenma's face is still a little pink from the cold of outside, slow to warm up or thaw out (and then probably complain about it), but there is a faint blush in his cheeks just the same. It more than likely (read: absolutely) has to do with the fact that the person who gave him their orders had to say "You two are so cute."
The implications of course made Kenma uncomfortable. Why do people give opinions that aren't asked for??? Ugh.
He cups the sizable almost bowl of hot cocoa, and blows on it, the slight furrow to his brows almost indiscernible. ]