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"I will smack you to heaven"

"I will smack you so fucking hard if you don’t kiss me right now!"

"I will smack you the life out of you"

"I will smack you back to life!"

"I’ll smack the glasses off your face"

So Yukine had decided to shoot him an intimidating stare, get serious,  and try to corner the guy who was much larger than him.

{ ☣ }  The albino paused, lavender gaze returning back to the blonde boy.  It was almost funny with how suspicious the boy was, that it made him simply chuckle in response.  But, he did remind himself that the boy had just found him, trespassing illegally into the apartment, frequently, if he connected the dots correctly.  Of course, so far he didn't seem to make the connection with the other times he came.  

"Nope~"  He hummed out in response, shooting the blonde another grin.  Front he way the other was acting, it was obvious the blonde was feeling annoyed, and to be blunt, pissed off at him.  It was quite entertaining to the albino, but he wouldn't voice it out loud.  

“A Lemon Drop, huh?” While the brunette had never actually tried one before, one of his old bosses had been a fan of the popular tart and sweet cocktail. With a curious expression, Shinjiro raised the glass to his lips and held it there momentarily. When he breathed in, the aromatic smell of lemon and a few trace other citrus flavors immediately energized him. With a small smirk, Shinjiro glanced pointedly back at Byakuran before taking a sip.

The drink was delicious, but Shinjiro almost grimaced as the all-too-familiar taste of vodka assaulted his taste buds. While drinking was on the list of ‘things he used to do as an underage delinquent,’ he had been more than happy to leave vodka behind when he had straightened himself out. Still, the citrus vodka, lemon juice, and sugar all complemented each other well, and tasted just like an alcoholic version of the lemon bars he made for the bakery every now and then.

{ ☪ }  The albino simply shot him a grin, as he took a sip.  He washes his hands, seeing as they were always sticky after making that drink.  Mainly from the lemon juice that sometimes splashed while he was making it, causing him to clean it up.  It was irritating for other bartenders to make, as he usually heard complaints from them but, the complicated, the better.  It kept his own interest within the job.  

"Glad you think so, Sweets-chan!"  Byakuran responded back, a short chuckle escaping him as he rinsed out the metal cylinder used to mix the drink.  Wiping his hands on the towel when he was finished, another playful smirk appeared onto his features as he mentioned poisoning the drink.  

The whole phone incident that happened at Good Night's Sweet had passed over, since the brunette hadn't really caused any harm.  Opening a text message was far less threatening then what people could do.  It really had slipped his mind until the brunette talked about pay back.  

A smirk came into play as he looked at the other before letting out a chuckle and a shrug in response.  "I didn't realize you wanted some payback, Sweets-chan~"  Crossing his arms he titled his head lightly, giving him a another smile as lavender hues became focus on gray ones.  "I was just gonna let it slide, but if you want some payback inflicted on yourself I wouldn't mind."  

"Are you still really going to keep calling me Kou-chan?” His formerly delighted tone plummeted down to an annoyed one in mere seconds— his cheeks still more or less rosy with intoxication and his mismatched-hued eyes glazed over. “That’s getting really really irritating. And you know, once I start getting irritated, I just get angry at everything. So even that smile of yours…” He chuckled in a bitter manner before carrying on. “…just pisses me off.”

But then his frown dropped out of sight at short notice and his grin finally took its place once again as he laughed and reached to pinch his companion’s cheek for the second time. “But I can’t get mad at you now~! Not when you’re being nice enough to walk me home! Yep! I have decided to give you my utmost trust to walk me home! What an honor! And no, don’t call a cab. I don’t like cabs. They disappoint me.”

With sluggish actions, the idol pulled himself away from Byakuran but latched his fingers onto the taller male’s hand, yanking him away— strikingly firm in spite of his current frame of mind. He had already sensed the lingering glances and the sounds of pictures being taken by the people that were familiar with him but Kou paid them no heed. He already knew what kind of articles will be laid out in the internet first thing tomorrow morning and this time, it will most certainly provoke an uproar given the fact that the intoxicated idol was seen pulling an older guy with him— not a fangirl nor a fanboy. 

Kou nearly laughed at how furious the CEO of the entertainment company he’s signed under will be.

An amused smirk pulled briefly at his lips, seeing as the so called "sweet idol" could actually be someone who pulled that appearance up front.  What else could the idol be hiding beneath such sweet smiles?  It was amusing to think of what other things a person could hide.  A small chuckle escaped, as his usual smile returned.  The faint shutters of cameras could cause a bit of trouble, but it unfortunatly would not be his problem later.  

Being pulled along by the younger blonde, he simply went with it, deciding that e had already agreed to take the other home before heading back to his own place to sleep.  They were headed toward... the Eden towers? Well, that made everything a bit easier.  

"Is that right?~" He hummed back, another amused chuckle escaping as he glanced around.  The entertainment district was just going to get more crowded as the nigth went on.  "Hm...What should we talk about though?"  He mused out loud before grinning a bit at the intoxicated male.  

"Fine. But if I see that you unlocked my door, I’ll call the police!" Yukine said before storming off to find the feed. "Let’s see, April….." Yukine muttered, sliding through his feed. At last, he found it. Now was the moment of truth. Did this guy really break in, did Yukine forget to lock his door, or is there a new character added in the mix?

Watching the feed from the beginning of the day, fast forwarding it, everything was fine so far. Yukine had indeed locked the door before leaving, and he was just about ready to call the cops when at exactly 4:13 PM, there was a two minute long period of static. “Wait… what?” Yukine said, seeing the static play on his security camera screen until about 4:16 PM ish. Then his door was slightly left ajar, and it stayed like that for about two and a half hours until about 6:30 PM, when Byakuran walked in.

{ ☣ }  "If you say so, Signore~"  Byakuran hummed back in reply, an amused grin playing onto his features.  He was able to be confident, since he was telling the truth.  He had seen what he had, and if the other chose not to believe him, there wasn't anything he could do about it.  

He kept the smile on his face, as the picture came to life on the screen.  Even humming a few tuneless notes as he watched the blonde out of the corner of his eye.  He could see his expression changing as the time went on in the video.  As the door went open, he gave the other a look, and shot a grin at him.  

"See, I didn't do anything that wrong~"  Byakuran responded, another laugh escaping as he pointed toward the screen where the door was open.  Talking as if entering another person's home was just a mild thing...clearly eh needed to rethink about his priorites at times.  

"Yuki-chan, I know your name because I happened to glance around your place!"  Byakuran said with a slight shrug as he glanced around the room again.  He dismissed the hacker question, since it was obvious enough that he probably wasn't a hacker.  The video clearly showed that he simply left the door open.