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Yamamoto studied the ceiling, diligently, as his cheek rested on the opened textbook on top of the kotatsu. After a while that got boring, so he rolled his head around to get a better view of the ceiling on the other side of the room.
“You’re an idiot,” Gokudera observed.
Yamamoto gave the ceiling a small smile, rolled his head back around, and gave Gokudera a smile too. “Hey, we’ve been doing this for hours. Do you think maybe we can move on to other things now?”
He waited patiently for a response; Gokudera returned his attention back to his own book instead.
“Don’t you want to make out too?”
“Fine.” Gokudera slammed the book shut. “Okay.” Then, with a quick movement of his hand, he gestured Yamamoto over as he began to twist his body around and reposition himself. “Whatever.”