[ The colour rises up Jin Ling’s throat and tints his cheeks. ]

D-don’t be stupid! Yuri has her own place! Why would she have a room here!!

[ He doesn’t demand his hug, despite wanting it. He stands awkwardly for about two seconds before ungracefully plopping himself down in front of the table. ]

I don’t know!! It was supposed to be just him and me, so maybe he just wants us to have lots of space!! [ He leans over the table to take a look into the basket. Where is his tribute... ]