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“Aaaah, you know me, you saying it’s no trouble just seems like you’re being too sweet again. But bygones being bygones, I’m very grateful. That sounds like a plan, stan.”He had such nice clothes, it was really a great offer. “Only enough to get me by, I promise. And no more suits, lest I force you to dress me every day.”Oh now that didn’t sound half bad, really. But he wouldn’t put that on the poor lad.
“…Saying that I do go shopping, you wouldn’t. Er. Hate to come with me, would you? I don’t doubt my taste, entirely, but I must say it will be harder dressing a man properly.”
"Ah, yes, I could…I could certainly go with you. I wouldn’t mind picking up a few new pieces, myself..” This was such a bad idea.
Well that’s a relief, I suppose.
YouknowwhatIthinkI’llpass
Hakuba would volunteer if that were even remotely appropriate. As it is, he will stare awkwardly in conflicted confusion and misery.
“Thanks… And I’m uh. Sorry. To trouble you out of the blue like this. I seem to be good at that.”
Sh—- He watches carefully, trying to commit the motions to memory so that should the need ever arise again, it wasn’t beyond his own hands to accomplish. He should’ve just chosen not to wear a tie.
Hm… Or not…
It was the first time he didn’t have to look up to look at Hakuba’s eyes— in fact, his head was tilted down just a slight to maintain respectful contact. “Alright, I see where I went wrong. Thanks. Again.”He smiled then, finally, before running his hand down the length of the accessory. After admiring the handiwork for a second, he turned just slightly to grab the coat, shrugging it on over his (much longer arms holy moley), and shuffled it into place sighing once he was done.
“What’ya think? Does it look alright?”
Good god.
“You… ah, yes, yes, it looks quite nice. V-very refined. ah… not… not a trouble at all. It might be wise to take another set or two of clothes for the moment, until you can… get some shopping in…"
”*~**~-~** I knew I could count on you oh bless your heart Hakuba-sama.**~-~**~*”
“N-not a problem at all, Emi-kun…”
Feel free to… just root through my closet, I guess.. I don’t know how much help you’d like~
Uuuuughhhhhuu this fuckin-
You know what I just I quit
Hakuba-sama, if I’m wearing this suit, you’re doing this tie for me because I swear to god I’m about to burn it.
“I would, ah, love to help you with your tie… just… hold on, here, it’s like this."
Hakuba undoes all of the work that Emi has accomplished, pulls the tie off, shakes it, then starts fresh. Lay over the shoulders, slide up round the neck, measure to make sure that it’s even here and there, begin tying. Smooth, practiced hands. Trying very, very had to not think about this too much.