[Chikusa can't say he's surprised when he's pushed back down onto the couch, grunting at the impact, but it doesn't make it any less disappointing even as he gathers his calm again. Swallowing, he forces himself to breathe again.]
That... wasn't supposed to happen.
[He's unable to make eye contact, embarrassment weight down his eyelashes as he glances away.]
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That... wasn't supposed to happen.
[He's unable to make eye contact, embarrassment weight down his eyelashes as he glances away.]