So popular, Minato. So many friends and public relationships that it practically made Izaya sick. Of course, he felt perfectly fine today, as the smile on his face might suggest. He slid the treat back inside, having been given the candy by some girl dressed up as one of Santa's helpers.
"Ah? Is that right?" he asked around the pop, following Minato's glance to the pair of headphones. He raised a brow and leaned over the desk to scoop up the headphones. He lifted them high above his head as though examining them and then held them out in front. He turned them over in hand and looked intently at them for a moment.
He tapped the side and for a moment, it seemed like Izaya was trying to figure out a way to fix them. That is, until, he grasped both ends with his hands and jerked outward.
There was a hard snap as the headphones broke directly down the middle and Izaya neatly pulled them apart. He frowned and dropped them in Minato's lap, clucking his tongue against the flavorful lollipop.
"You know what?" Izaya said, "You're right. I think they are broken." And with that, Izaya crunched his lollipop in two and munched on it. His expression was perfectly blank, not so much as a trace of amusement on it as he stared listlessly at Minato.
"But I'm sure you'll be able to fix them just fine. Won't you, Minato-kun?" Was that a condescending tone? Perhaps. Perhaps not.
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"Ah? Is that right?" he asked around the pop, following Minato's glance to the pair of headphones. He raised a brow and leaned over the desk to scoop up the headphones. He lifted them high above his head as though examining them and then held them out in front. He turned them over in hand and looked intently at them for a moment.
He tapped the side and for a moment, it seemed like Izaya was trying to figure out a way to fix them. That is, until, he grasped both ends with his hands and jerked outward.
There was a hard snap as the headphones broke directly down the middle and Izaya neatly pulled them apart. He frowned and dropped them in Minato's lap, clucking his tongue against the flavorful lollipop.
"You know what?" Izaya said, "You're right. I think they are broken." And with that, Izaya crunched his lollipop in two and munched on it. His expression was perfectly blank, not so much as a trace of amusement on it as he stared listlessly at Minato.
"But I'm sure you'll be able to fix them just fine. Won't you, Minato-kun?" Was that a condescending tone? Perhaps. Perhaps not.