[There's a half-second where he stares at her, focus sharpening a little too intently as he reflexively tries to use his Super High School Analysis to try to figure out her reaction. As quickly as he realizes what he's doing, he flops back against the bed and throws his arm over his eyes to try to not. do that thing.
His heart is going to pound out of his chest and fly across the room though, which would cause quite a mess as he asks quietly,]
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His heart is going to pound out of his chest and fly across the room though, which would cause quite a mess as he asks quietly,]
...Do you like it?