"Hey~ Yuki-chama right?" his voice was soft yet cold with the hint of a sinister melody dragging his words in the air like a gentle brush stroke, this voice could very well be the chant of a siren if it so desired. Now he had no choice but to speak with him, at least someone used his name instead of his nickname for once, even though he sucks at communication he was secretly glad that he got to talk to such a cute dad. "Y-yeah... Thanks for not calling me ketamine twink...", Yuki's little stutter and weak voice was like a treat to C3, his eyes squinted a little like a predator observing its prey as he giggled. The elevator ride was too short for them to get to know each other but it turns out their rooms are right next to each other. "You should come over to my room sometime Yuki-chama. Ah- don't get the wrong idea though hehe~", said C3 as he unlocked his door. "E-eh? ...right... um... s-see ya", Yuki got into his room in a hurry to escape C3's gaze, also what was there to get wrong anyway? Was he implying something? Yuki sure didn't know, he took a deep breath and got into the shower. Later, Yuki got a DM on discord. "KT-chama!!! Sit next to me during breakfast tomorrow~", as expected, he couldn't say no.
Yuki and C3 had breakfast together, Yuki seemed to have mostly gotten over his irrational fears about him, while he has a strong, dangerous and schizotic aura; in the end he is a nice, harmless dad like all the others. "Say Yuki-chama, today's watchalong will be quite late. I heard from ***** that dads are going to take shots every time Bea says "dyrbi"... Being stuck in the middle of a dozen drunk guys might be dangerous for a cute dad like you~ Wanna come over to my room to watch it together instead?" perhaps it was a bit too early to invite him over, no one would blame Yuki for rejecting such an offer, but C3 was confident he would comply as he stopped avoiding eye contact, he knew there was no escape for his little prey after that.
