[ Nanami was still wrapping things up at Jujutsu High when he'd finished his conversation with Yamada so he takes his time getting to the izakaya, knowing that he'd be beaten to the punch in getting there regardless. He's a little nervous now, admittedly, because he agreed to at least a kiss. He didn't know the other man held such an attraction to him but he's pretty oblivious about these things at times so the forwardness is appreciated, even if it makes him feel incredibly off-footed.
When he steps in the izakaya, he looks around before spotting the familiar spike of blond hair and heads in that direction. When he gets there, he bows his head politely. ]
Yamada-san.
[ And then he'll move forward, lowering himself onto the cushion seats that frame the low table and sitting across from Yamada. He'll tug the menu closer to him then, giving it a browse as he considers what he wants to eat for now. All thoughts of kissing have left his mind for the moment because he is, if anything, a giant foodie and there's no use for nerves when picking out the perfect side dish for his beer. ]
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When he steps in the izakaya, he looks around before spotting the familiar spike of blond hair and heads in that direction. When he gets there, he bows his head politely. ]
Yamada-san.
[ And then he'll move forward, lowering himself onto the cushion seats that frame the low table and sitting across from Yamada. He'll tug the menu closer to him then, giving it a browse as he considers what he wants to eat for now. All thoughts of kissing have left his mind for the moment because he is, if anything, a giant foodie and there's no use for nerves when picking out the perfect side dish for his beer. ]