As usual, the type to answer doors soon, especially when he was expecting someone, Neji was with her within few seconds. It prevented him from dwelling on the disconcerting feeling that upcoming confessions came with and he had already been dealing with while making dinner.
It wouldn't help him to wonder endlessly.
"Good evening," Was what force of habit had him stating without much thought. Not quite deeming the usual slight upwards quirk of his mouth appropriate for the situation, or perhaps merely because the movement reminded him of his still healing bottom lip, he neutrally inclined his head in greeting instead, almost instantaneously stepping aside to let her in.
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