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“I think I’ll stay. As your punishment for treating me like that. I am not leaving your side. AT. ALL. So get use to it buddy. Cuz I’m making myself comfy.”he smirked heading into the old farts living room and plopping down on his couch. He meant what he said. He wasn’t going anyway. Poor Delic just gained himself a roommate.

The fuschia eyes followed the youth as he took his seat on the couch. He had not the patience to deal with his childish quirks at the moment. Without another word, the blond turned on his heal, then walked over to the front door. He grabbed the keys off of the counter top, opened his front door, then stepped through.

“And is that a problem, Delic? It’s only natural for a woman to have breasts, is it not?”

"Ah, of course."

“Hm..?”

"But, you've got those."

“Uhn, so how are you? I trust you’ve been doing well, yes?”

Hold the phone—

"Don't mention it, Tsugaru."

A sharp gasp left his lips as the blond pressed his foot against his back,”Not so rough, blondie that does hurt you know!!”he growled back releasing the other’s leg once the trash bin was removed. Standing up he dust himself off glaring at Delic.

"Run along now." He sat, then put sat the stainless steal bin back upright. The harsh words spat by the adolescent went in one of his ears, then rolled out the other. He wore an unphased expression as he nodded his head toward the front entrance.

“I’m not letting go until you get me out of this thing!!!”he hollered back biting into his ankle again. If he had to he would rip the blond’s pants off with his teeth. Delic’s leg and him were like a dog and his chew toy. There was no way he was letting go. 

A low growl erupted from the back of his throat as he leaned down. With no regard to the ravenette's well being, he planted his foot against his lower back to help keep him in place as he pried the trash bin off of his backside. "Now let go of my fucking pant leg, mongrel."