He knows that there's something strange going on because she's leaning against the doorframe and beaming at him with that smile. The one that makes his heart flutter like butterfly wings and his breath catch and burn in his throat.
He fights back the blush creeping into his cheeks and forces out a suspicious "what?"
She pushes her hair behind an ear (another warning sign, he notes) and pauses before glancing backward. He follows her gaze instantly and catches sight of the small boy sulking behind her.
"Sora wants to say something," she smiles, all soft eyes and soft voice, but he catches the nervousness pulling at the corners of her lips. His eyes narrow. He can see the boy mutter something, the words lost in the hum of cicadas, and shake his head. "Didn't you want to tell Papa?" she's asking gently, nudging him forward despite his hushed protests.
He watches his son shuffle forward reluctantly, stopping a few feet away from the sofa, and his shoulders are inexplicably tense as he watches Sora's mouth open.
"Me and Yuki-chan are getting married," he chokes out in a rush, his face beet-red, before turning and fleeing the room.
He is gaping after his son, utterly dumbfounded, when he hears her speak. "I-isn't that lovely?" she says brightly, pressing a hand to her cheek.
It is a few moments before he can force out the words.
"Yuki Ishida?"
I figured something lighthearted was necessary after the last chapter... heeheehee.