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“Cinnamon’s yummy.” Honey said, rubbing at one of his large, brown eyes. “But it makes my head hurt and it makes me sleepy.”
“It’s completely possible that you’re allergic.” Kyouya said, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose and looking disinterestedly at his book, scrawling something down. “It makes sense, given your affinity for headaches after you drink that cinnamon tea or eat those detestable flavoured candies.”
“Now I have a tummy ache.” Honey said sadly, looking longingly at the half full cup of cinnamon chai tea in front of him. “And Haru-chan made it just for me, too.”
Mori could see the wetness gathering at the corner of Honey’s eyes. “I can drink it if you don’t wish to waste it, Mitsukune.” T
he tears immediately disappeared as Honey beamed up at Mori. “You’d do that for me, even though you don’t like cinnamon, Taka-kun?”
Mori nodded, and only Honey could hear the underlying, silent meaning - “Anything for you.”