SYOCHIN:

   “excuse me?”

  narrowed his brow at the other, the question flew over his head. “oi, manly is my concept! i’m not adorable and cute like teddy bears.” fingers firmly grip the rim of the hat, cerulean hues twitched at the older male.

                 He can’t help it – he freaking laughs at the
                 response he gets from the tiny violinist;
                 shoulders shaking, stomach clenching, eyes
                 tearing – the works. Who knew this kid
                 was so hilarious? 

            It takes him more than a few moments to calm
           down, grin playing upon his lips. “That’s not what I
           meant, Syochin.” A small snicker escapes his lips,
           taking a breath to settle down. “I asked you what
           you think ‘manly’ is.”