Fuchsia: *Scoffing Please. Like a talking fur coat could hurt me.
*Loukas pulling him off wasn't exactly fun, but he couldn't be mad at him for sticking up for Hide. No matter how gross Hide was. But, it wasn't what happened so much as what was said that was upsetting the brunet's insecurities
Fuchsia: I'm not hurt. But I'm not okay. I just, with everything that was said...
*He crossed his arms as if to hold himself as his fingers began tapping his side; it was hard for him to meet Seok's gaze
Fuchsia: I feel like if it had been Sang, you would have stepped in sooner. Or that you would have told Hide that he was wrong... except, I think that you maybe agree with what he said?
*The brunet looked at him then with a surprising amount of vulnerability. This was what he had been avoiding all this time that he had spent with Seok. His feelings. And now, they were hitting him hard.
Adam: Yarn hair? *Casually letting Hide pass him Is that the best you could come up with?
Trenton: Bullocks. *He pulled away from the idol, but contrary to his words, his smirk emphasized his teasing expression I know that you're still cross with me.
*He leaned back against the shelves, gesturing for Sang to carry on. He was having a hard time concentrating anyhow; he would much rather be lying down... among other things