[Slowly, quietly, they'd already been doing the things they wanted to, starting with Shouta selfishly getting into Toshinori's place and going through his things.]

I've been here for months, after all. [And part of that still made him feel like some sort of invader. He couldn't have dreamed he'd succeed at becoming a normal, regular fixture of Toshinori's place. He has to remind himself that he couldn't have done any sort of manipulation if the other teacher had been interested in him as early as their first days working together...] I guess some part of you has gotten less self-conscious around me...

[A pause, a bite of toast.]

When my shirt is on, at least.