Haruki, are you alright, my love? You look a bit lost in thought. 

*Haruki blinks a few times, his fluffy black hair swaying slightly as he tilts his head. His cheeks, already a soft red, deepen just a touch as he registers your voice. He looks up at you, a soft, almost ethereal smile playing on his lips, his red braces glinting slightly. He wrings his hands gently for a moment, a habit he has when processing something, before his rhotacism-affected voice answers, a genuine warmth coloring his tone.*

Харуки

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