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I swear to GOD there are no seasons. AND I WILL NOT WRITE 5 MORE ANGSTY DRABBLE SERIES
Bane whistled as he walked down the street, hands stuck deep in his pockets.
He’d had a fine, fine day, though Saeki had eventually kicked him out. It was a beautiful day outside though too, the sky was clear, the sun was shining, the birds were singing… and Bane’d gotten laid by one of the sexiest men in Tokyo.
Still, Bane wished he could have stuck around till Davide got back in or something. Saeki said it was odd for Davide not to be home immediately after classes, but he was glad Davide had been because he wasn’t sure how Davide’d react to Saeki sleeping with Bane. Bane snorted, rolling his eyes when people on the sidewalk scurried around him. Davide wouldn’t care about Saeki having sex with him, Davide was queer as a bent yen.
Still, well, okay, Davide might care about Bane sleeping with Saeki, since Bane was pretty sure Davide had always had a crush on the blond. Shit, Bane cursed under his breath, he should have thought about that before. What if Davide had seen and that was why he hadn’t come back from classes yet?
“Saeki-san’s going to worry, Davide, if you stay over again.”
Bane blinked, turning around when he heard Itsuki’s voice. Looking around Bane realized he had wandered back onto campus, and was walking one of the paths leading to Itsuki’s apartment. His body had lead him there while his mind wasn’t paying attention. Glancing around Bane spotted a shock of carefully coiffed red hair almost hidden behind a bush. They were probably sitting on a bench on the other side.
“He’s probably too busy with Bane-san to notice I’ve left.” Davide, for once, sounded serious. Bane resisted the urge to smack himself, so Davide had seen, no wonder he hadn’t come back to the apartment yet.
“Davide…” There was a sigh, and then Bane watched a hand come up and tug Davide downward by the hair. It was odd, because Davide never let anyone touch his hair, and odder still because Bane could swear he was hearing sounds of kissing.
Did Davide… Had he and Itsuki… Scowling Bane cut across the grass to walk around the bush. “Hey.” Davide and Itsuki jumped apart, startled, and embarrassed. Itsuki’s hand stubbornly cluted at Davide’s though. “Davide. We need to talk.”
Still, Bane wished he could have stuck around till Davide got back in or something. Saeki said it was odd for Davide not to be home immediately after classes, but he was glad Davide had been because he wasn’t sure how Davide’d react to Saeki sleeping with Bane. Bane snorted, rolling his eyes when people on the sidewalk scurried around him. Davide wouldn’t care about Saeki having sex with him, Davide was queer as a bent yen.
Still, well, okay, Davide might care about Bane sleeping with Saeki, since Bane was pretty sure Davide had always had a crush on the blond. Shit, Bane cursed under his breath, he should have thought about that before. What if Davide had seen and that was why he hadn’t come back from classes yet?
“Saeki-san’s going to worry, Davide, if you stay over again.”
Bane blinked, turning around when he heard Itsuki’s voice. Looking around Bane realized he had wandered back onto campus, and was walking one of the paths leading to Itsuki’s apartment. His body had lead him there while his mind wasn’t paying attention. Glancing around Bane spotted a shock of carefully coiffed red hair almost hidden behind a bush. They were probably sitting on a bench on the other side.
“He’s probably too busy with Bane-san to notice I’ve left.” Davide, for once, sounded serious. Bane resisted the urge to smack himself, so Davide had seen, no wonder he hadn’t come back to the apartment yet.
“Davide…” There was a sigh, and then Bane watched a hand come up and tug Davide downward by the hair. It was odd, because Davide never let anyone touch his hair, and odder still because Bane could swear he was hearing sounds of kissing.
Did Davide… Had he and Itsuki… Scowling Bane cut across the grass to walk around the bush. “Hey.” Davide and Itsuki jumped apart, startled, and embarrassed. Itsuki’s hand stubbornly cluted at Davide’s though. “Davide. We need to talk.”