Sniper shifted uncomfortably as Pyro talked about him -- not just reiterating what his cousin had said on their date, but giving him a compliment of his own. The way the lad put it was even similar, so much so that Sniper couldn't help but be reminded of Momoko.
He got that same feeling she gave him when she called him attractive, as well. He felt his face turning red, his mouth drying. It was odd enough to think of himself as 'what a man should look like,' having been raised as the one kid without a mustache in a country where they were the norm for both men and women alike. To have his coworker -- another man -- say something like that unsettled him.
But what made his stomach turn the most was that he couldn't help but be a little flattered. Pyro reminded Sniper of Momoko in the worst way. He fumbled with his hat, trying not to look as flustered as he felt.
"The date didn't go well," he finally managed to mumble, trying to ignore how hot his face felt.
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He got that same feeling she gave him when she called him attractive, as well. He felt his face turning red, his mouth drying. It was odd enough to think of himself as 'what a man should look like,' having been raised as the one kid without a mustache in a country where they were the norm for both men and women alike. To have his coworker -- another man -- say something like that unsettled him.
But what made his stomach turn the most was that he couldn't help but be a little flattered. Pyro reminded Sniper of Momoko in the worst way. He fumbled with his hat, trying not to look as flustered as he felt.
"The date didn't go well," he finally managed to mumble, trying to ignore how hot his face felt.