Riku's cheeks turned very vaguely pink even as he grinned and scooted his chair over closer to Sora. "Get as close as you like." He leaned in closer. "You smell good too."
If Gokudera had been watching, he would have been gagging dramatically.
"But everyone else is eating right now," Gokudera protested. "If you can't eat the salad, you should be able to have soup."
"We've got a meatball one, and a minestrone one," the waitress offered.