Yusuke flounders for a second. It's not the fact that they're in immediate danger of being caught by whoever it is coming down the hall that throws him for a loop - rather, it's her suggestion, because what the hell, does he look like an actor to her? There's no time for him to bitch about it, though. Now that she's pointed out the presence of a third party somewhere in the general area, he can hear them coming too, and man, are they approaching fast.
Quickly, Yusuke curls his fingers into a fist around the bobby pin and stuffs both of his hands into his jacket. He also steps away from the door, instead taking position in front of Kirigiri. It's clear he doesn't quite know what he's doing, here - not just because of his expression, which manages to look panicked and annoyed and unsure all at once, but also because of his posture, which is just... a smidge overly stiff. Hell, he doesn't even start speaking until whoever it is that's in the hallway - a guard, as it turns out - begins rounding the corner.
Needless to say, his performance, when he finally gets around to delivering it, leaves something to be desired at first.]
Uh-- HEY... you...!
[He winces. Fuck him, that was so awkward even he noticed it. Somehow, though, that doesn't discourage him so much as it just kind of... frustrates him so badly he becomes hell-bent and determined not to suck as badly from here on out.
Clearing his throat, Yusuke forces himself to relax a bit and slaps on a severe expression. He's got his back to the guard, so they can't actually see what kind of face he's making or anything, but he figures maybe trying to look the part of the jilted date'll help him better play the role of one. Or something like that, anyway. Fuck, he doesn't know. He's just riding by the seat of his pants here. In other news, bears shit in the woods.]
Where the hell were you earlier? I was downstairs waiting for you for, like, two hours!
[Yusuke's voice is loud and agitated. He can hear the guard starting to pass by them now. He can feel him looking at them, too. Talk about uncomfortable.
Yusuke decides to turn up the drama a bit just in case. Leaning in towards Kirigiri with a suspicious squint, he hisses:]
I bet you were playin' grab-ass with the bell boy. Right? You were, weren't you? Don't bullshit me!
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Yusuke flounders for a second. It's not the fact that they're in immediate danger of being caught by whoever it is coming down the hall that throws him for a loop - rather, it's her suggestion, because what the hell, does he look like an actor to her? There's no time for him to bitch about it, though. Now that she's pointed out the presence of a third party somewhere in the general area, he can hear them coming too, and man, are they approaching fast.
Quickly, Yusuke curls his fingers into a fist around the bobby pin and stuffs both of his hands into his jacket. He also steps away from the door, instead taking position in front of Kirigiri. It's clear he doesn't quite know what he's doing, here - not just because of his expression, which manages to look panicked and annoyed and unsure all at once, but also because of his posture, which is just... a smidge overly stiff. Hell, he doesn't even start speaking until whoever it is that's in the hallway - a guard, as it turns out - begins rounding the corner.
Needless to say, his performance, when he finally gets around to delivering it, leaves something to be desired at first.]
Uh-- HEY... you...!
[He winces. Fuck him, that was so awkward even he noticed it. Somehow, though, that doesn't discourage him so much as it just kind of... frustrates him so badly he becomes hell-bent and determined not to suck as badly from here on out.
Clearing his throat, Yusuke forces himself to relax a bit and slaps on a severe expression. He's got his back to the guard, so they can't actually see what kind of face he's making or anything, but he figures maybe trying to look the part of the jilted date'll help him better play the role of one. Or something like that, anyway. Fuck, he doesn't know. He's just riding by the seat of his pants here. In other news, bears shit in the woods.]
Where the hell were you earlier? I was downstairs waiting for you for, like, two hours!
[Yusuke's voice is loud and agitated. He can hear the guard starting to pass by them now. He can feel him looking at them, too. Talk about uncomfortable.
Yusuke decides to turn up the drama a bit just in case. Leaning in towards Kirigiri with a suspicious squint, he hisses:]
I bet you were playin' grab-ass with the bell boy. Right? You were, weren't you? Don't bullshit me!