He DID NOT squeaked. Blushing he turned and half glared at him. He went to open his mouth to say something and jumped again at the beep from the machine behind him. He glared at that and yanked out the food. Then turned back to Hakuba.
He voiced died on his tongue and he blushed open mouthed. Everything he wanted to say just crawled back in side and refused to return. Closing his mouth with an audible snap of teeth. He turned back to the food and replaced one of them onto its plate. Collecting both of them he moved towards him and held one out.
“Here.” He offered and watched the floor. He couldn’t look at him in the eye now or at least until he got IT out of his system.
That was… abrupt. Hakuba frowned as he took the plate from him, taking half a step back, then another, confidence faltering. Had he pushed him too far? Somehow, he’d expected their banter to be on even ground. Fun, playful teasing like they’d sort of become accustomed to. But perhaps he’d overstepped his bounds.
“Thank you,” he said, glancing to the table where the tea was, ignoring the anxious snake that twisted around his lungs and into his throat. It was fine. He was fine. Everything was all right. It had just been a very long night, and he definitely wasn’t hungry at all.
After running his teeth together, Hakuba looked back to Kaito cautiously. “I won’t take much more of your time this morning; I just need to make certain that you’re going to be all right before I head out… apologies for all of the trouble thus far, Kuroba-kun. I know you’ve had a rough evening.”