— {♟} "T-the matter… Pretty sure the matter is you’re on my bed, Yuno.“

The sarcasm may not be appreciated, but he said it with pupils staring holes into his pillow, refusing to look at her for the sake of preserving his self control. Maybe…maybe it would be better to stand up and turn aside? Yeah… Leg muscles forced his body to an awkward standing position. A-ahh, his arm was asleep. Of course, given the prior position, how could it not be? "There… There should be some pants in the closet. T-they might not be your size though…”

      Thank God Mom was at work. She would never be able to erase the moment from memory, not prying but not being entirely evasive to the topic either.

                    { Oh, pants, you say? Yukki, what do you mean pants~? }

       "Yuno, what were you doing on…my…bed…anyway?“ God, if she hadn’t wanted it so badly, he could have slept on the floor. The amount of blackmail obtained at this point could drive him into a life of seclusion for all eternity. But hey, that might not be too bad.