Tamaki froze when his guest picked up the teapot himself- oh god. No no no- he was serving himself! He was supposed to do that! Kyoya would have a fit if he saw the horror that was happening before him.
“ Oh-! Hakuba-ouji please! Let me do it!”
Hakuba’s hand stilled the moment the complaint was voiced. His smirk broadened, pleased, and he set the pot back in its place obediently. Good.
“Ah, my apologies, Suoh-sama… I was distracted by our conversation. I hope that I did not offend you.” The detective feigned innocence, brows knitting faintly, smile fading into a hesitant frown.
Really, he hadn’t expected to put on an act, but… Suoh did seem genuinely interested in gardening happiness, which was quite refreshing to see.