(and this is how both of them die, in embarrassed messes on sakura's dining room floor, too ashamed to even think about their date together. he certainly doesn't regret hugging sakura, but he sure does wish he hadn't done it so... suddenly and dramatically.
as sakura gets more and more flustered, it only transfers over to syaoran, as well. with his face getting hotter and tripping over his words, he settles for the neutral option of simply grabbing the vase filled with fresh water, and holding it out in front of her.
much in the same way when they were younger, and he was too shy to properly explain what he was doing.) H-Here! The vase! For the flowers!
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as sakura gets more and more flustered, it only transfers over to syaoran, as well. with his face getting hotter and tripping over his words, he settles for the neutral option of simply grabbing the vase filled with fresh water, and holding it out in front of her.
much in the same way when they were younger, and he was too shy to properly explain what he was doing.) H-Here! The vase! For the flowers!
(god please smite him where he stands.)