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Naruto was quietly eating his treat in the front seat, when he heard Shiro sighing, and turned around to see what had happened. The young lad had accidentally dropped some ice cream in his lap. Or it could have fallen off, seeing it was very hot outside. He wanted to give him a hand, but he hesitated. He was afraid Shiro might see his desire to help as a form of harassment. What if he accused him of hitting on him? Things would only get worse.
He opened the glove compartment, searching for the tissues, and when he found them, he gently reached out his hand, offering the pack to Shiro.
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