Atobe: And he treats you to the best of the best because there can be no other way for the one and only of Ore-sama, so the icecream is decadent and creamy and drizzled in caramel and topped with warmed berries in a gold-trimmed plate served on silver platter. Atobe can only watch with a self-satisfied smile because he knows who much you love sweets and it makes him happy to see you happy.
Oshitari: And he shifts his glasses and tries not to look too flustered as you savor the iced treat because try as he may, he is still a teenage boy with teenage boy hormones and some things can certainly be said about the way your lips move over the cone but he'd never forgive himself if he lost his cool in front of you.
Shishido: And he grumbles the entire way about how much he could be doing at the public courts instead of at a stupid icecream shop but his voice goes quiet when he sees the smile on your face and the bounce in your step--nothing can quite compete with making you happy anymore.
Gakuto: And he munches on his cone along with you, pleased as ever, because you'd let him buy you a cone and walk you home and he wished and wished and wished that this is what he thinks it is--a step towards mustering up the guts to ask you out on an official date.
Jirou: And he can't really bring himself to be as over the top as he usually is about icecream because he can't take his eyes off you but he wants to scream to the entire world and drag random people off the street to show them how unimaginably perfect you look smiling at your icecream but he won't, because he can't take his eyes off you, not even for a single second.
Kabaji: And he never really knows what to say (Atobe was much better at that) so he settles for absorbing the image of you, grinning and humming over the frozen cone and he wonders how such a little thing, such a simple thing, could bring you such pleasure before he remembers that the simple action of being with you brings him more pleasure than he could ever put into words.
Ootori: And he can feel the heat in his cheeks because he likes you so so much and he wants to tell you but he's not sure if you feel the same, so he bites his tongue and settles for enjoying the moment with you, remembering how incredibly wonderful you look--so happy, basking in the light of the afternoon sun--and promises himself that one of these days, he'll tell you how he really feels.
Hiyoshi: And he thinks that nothing can top this feeling, ever, because he can't even begin to describe the fluttery, twisty feeling in his gut, and why his face feels so hot, and why he can't, for the love of tennis, tear his eyes away from your smiling face. No, he's convinced of this fact completely now: being with you is the best feeling out there.
Oshitari: And he shifts his glasses and tries not to look too flustered as you savor the iced treat because try as he may, he is still a teenage boy with teenage boy hormones and some things can certainly be said about the way your lips move over the cone but he'd never forgive himself if he lost his cool in front of you.
Shishido: And he grumbles the entire way about how much he could be doing at the public courts instead of at a stupid icecream shop but his voice goes quiet when he sees the smile on your face and the bounce in your step--nothing can quite compete with making you happy anymore.
Gakuto: And he munches on his cone along with you, pleased as ever, because you'd let him buy you a cone and walk you home and he wished and wished and wished that this is what he thinks it is--a step towards mustering up the guts to ask you out on an official date.
Jirou: And he can't really bring himself to be as over the top as he usually is about icecream because he can't take his eyes off you but he wants to scream to the entire world and drag random people off the street to show them how unimaginably perfect you look smiling at your icecream but he won't, because he can't take his eyes off you, not even for a single second.
Kabaji: And he never really knows what to say (Atobe was much better at that) so he settles for absorbing the image of you, grinning and humming over the frozen cone and he wonders how such a little thing, such a simple thing, could bring you such pleasure before he remembers that the simple action of being with you brings him more pleasure than he could ever put into words.
Ootori: And he can feel the heat in his cheeks because he likes you so so much and he wants to tell you but he's not sure if you feel the same, so he bites his tongue and settles for enjoying the moment with you, remembering how incredibly wonderful you look--so happy, basking in the light of the afternoon sun--and promises himself that one of these days, he'll tell you how he really feels.
Hiyoshi: And he thinks that nothing can top this feeling, ever, because he can't even begin to describe the fluttery, twisty feeling in his gut, and why his face feels so hot, and why he can't, for the love of tennis, tear his eyes away from your smiling face. No, he's convinced of this fact completely now: being with you is the best feeling out there.
