[ Sanji letting Josuke hold his hand because he's """distracted""... a likely story. Josuke sighs, averting his gaze far away, but not from embarrassment. ]
That sort of thing's not something you can turn off... that's all.
[ He drawls, wondering if he should even attempt to elaborate. If he does, Sanji might become more conscious of it. Instead, he (reluctantly) untangles his hand, but stays sitting where he is comfortably, raising his now freed appendage to smooth out his hair. Sanji seems to have gotten over whatever was making his heart race like he was about to jump off a building, so no need to keep snooping... he's gonna start feeling way too stupid if he starts analyzing this. i cant believe youre making me do unrequited/seemingly unrequited gymnastics ]
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That sort of thing's not something you can turn off... that's all.
[ He drawls, wondering if he should even attempt to elaborate. If he does, Sanji might become more conscious of it. Instead, he (reluctantly) untangles his hand, but stays sitting where he is comfortably, raising his now freed appendage to smooth out his hair. Sanji seems to have gotten over whatever was making his heart race like he was about to jump off a building, so no need to keep snooping... he's gonna start feeling way too stupid if he starts analyzing this. i cant believe youre making me do unrequited/seemingly unrequited gymnastics ]