Moon-ssi did let him change the subject and Jin felt himself release a small breath that was as relieved as it was disappointed. He was being silly for thinking so much about something that was probably nothing, but that didn’t stop his cheeks from giving away how flustered he felt. He was suddenly too warm around the collar where the scarf was, almost uncomfortably so. Ducking his gaze a bit, Jin tugged to loosen it until Moon-ssi made to pass him the other teacup and only then did Jin look at him, briefly. "Gomawo," he hummed, shy. (Moon-ssi was right about their bladders though. Jin did not want to be running for the washroom any more than he did.)
Squinting deep into Moon-ssi’s cup then, Jin was also careful not to give it a good shake this time. He still didn’t see much, but it was easier to pretend he was trying than to look up again. He could see maybe a squiggly, horizontal leaf. That could be (he glanced at his textbook) a bridge, maybe? Before he could be sure however, Moon-ssi was leaning towards him, craning for a good look. Jin started to answer him. “I see—" and then paused abruptly when their gazes locked. He blinked twice, fast. From this distance, just like that time a few weeks ago, he could almost count the freckles lightly dusting the tops of Moon-ssi’s cheeks. They were so faint they were practically nonexistent, but Jin knew they were there. His finger twitched again and the blush on his cheeks never got the chance to recede.
“A bridge! I see a bridge,” he blurted, into his friend’s face. Then, holding the cup up slightly between them, he tilted it very slightly to show Moon-ssi that squiggly looking piece. He didn’t know what the hell it was supposed to mean but he remembered reading about it as an option.
Squinting deep into Moon-ssi’s cup then, Jin was also careful not to give it a good shake this time. He still didn’t see much, but it was easier to pretend he was trying than to look up again. He could see maybe a squiggly, horizontal leaf. That could be (he glanced at his textbook) a bridge, maybe? Before he could be sure however, Moon-ssi was leaning towards him, craning for a good look. Jin started to answer him. “I see—" and then paused abruptly when their gazes locked. He blinked twice, fast. From this distance, just like that time a few weeks ago, he could almost count the freckles lightly dusting the tops of Moon-ssi’s cheeks. They were so faint they were practically nonexistent, but Jin knew they were there. His finger twitched again and the blush on his cheeks never got the chance to recede.
“A bridge! I see a bridge,” he blurted, into his friend’s face. Then, holding the cup up slightly between them, he tilted it very slightly to show Moon-ssi that squiggly looking piece. He didn’t know what the hell it was supposed to mean but he remembered reading about it as an option.
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* Jin takes potions and enchantments at times to give his voice a persuasive quality.
His performances, or even a simple conversation, can sometimes suggest thoughts
and ideas to his audiences.