[Fugo shoots him a look, fond and exasperated, that he hopes will communicate his opinion (which can be summed up mostly as oh, whatever) that Giorno will have to let go of his hand eventually. But for all of his nonverbal sass, he returns Giorno's squeeze.]
[What. What. Temporarily flummoxed by Giorno's choice of words--(why the hell would he pick cute not just once but twice, that's absurd)--Fugo's not fast enough in reacting to catch Giorno's other hand before the finger-combing starts. His hand drops back onto the desk; he makes a valiant effort not to fidget, but in the end opts to drum his fingers on pages of his notebook instead of squirming in place. This is entirely unfair. He can't just tell Giorno that it's fine for now and he can't look down to write a note until Giorno's finished.
Except when he's finally free to write something he's ... not sure ... what to object to? He holds the pen over the paper, mostly annoyed but also a little red in the face, before finally settling on a somewhat lackluster:]
Just ask first, [He catches himself and abruptly pulls the pen back. And then, very deliberately, turns his comma into a period. Because it's probably not good form to call your boss a weirdo, especially on paper where it can be preserved forever.]
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[What. What. Temporarily flummoxed by Giorno's choice of words--(why the hell would he pick cute not just once but twice, that's absurd)--Fugo's not fast enough in reacting to catch Giorno's other hand before the finger-combing starts. His hand drops back onto the desk; he makes a valiant effort not to fidget, but in the end opts to drum his fingers on pages of his notebook instead of squirming in place. This is entirely unfair. He can't just tell Giorno that it's fine for now and he can't look down to write a note until Giorno's finished.
Except when he's finally free to write something he's ... not sure ... what to object to? He holds the pen over the paper, mostly annoyed but also a little red in the face, before finally settling on a somewhat lackluster:]
Just ask first, [He catches himself and abruptly pulls the pen back. And then, very deliberately, turns his comma into a period. Because it's probably not good form to call your boss a weirdo, especially on paper where it can be preserved forever.]