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"Okay." He said as he sucked in a deep breath, growing quiet as he had resumed walking, allowing the silence to grow before he had finally said just under his breath- “Onii-san.”

"Trip--" He tried his hardest to keep his voice nothing that matched that of a yell. His teeth clenched, hearing the small whisper that Trip had let out awhile after the air had been quiet. The two were nearing the cafe already, and he didn't need to go in with such an expression plastered on his face.

"Yeah." Virus the big fat wimp.

"Just keep your mouth shut with that name and maybe I'll actually pay for all of your shit."

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"What, you’ll hurt them?" Because they both knew that would never happen, Virus would never hurt anyone physically.

"We both know that's highly unlikely."

Of course he had stopped walking when Virus had. “I have special permission, we’re going to a maid cafe after all, Onii-san.”

"Fine." he huffed. If he as going to use this excuse, he might as well just let Trip go through with it. "But I swear if people thinks we're siblings--"

Trip leaned his face in close to Virus’ making it pretty hard for them both to walk without crashing into each other. “Is something wrong, onii-san?” He could totally work in that cafe if he wasn’t already busy with Toue and Virus.

"Didn't I tell you to never call me that again?" he said through clenched teeth. He stopped once Trip got all into his face, realizing they'd crash sooner or later. 

"Let’s just go there— Onii-san." Was that just a joke? Did Trip crack an actual joke since they were going to a maid cafe? Yes he did, and he looked rather amused about it.

Cue a loud sputter. Oh god, and there was that rather amused face that crossed his expression again. Pushing up the frames of his glasses did the older of the two try not to show any of a flush. "Excuse me?"

"It’s expensive." He stated, tilting his head at Virus. "And you’re paying." Did the guy seriously want to pay for all of that? Because Trip was not going to pay.

"Do you want to go there or another one?" Honestly he didn't mind paying. Despite the fact that Trip often ordered too much, or ordered something pricey.

"Does it matter?" His head tilted to the side as he had eventually started walking beside Virus, instead of behind him. "Just pick one."

"I'm pretty sure that one maid cafe you keep dragging me too is up ahead." Honestly, Trip was lucky enough to have Virus to take him there. Due to the fact that he needed a guardian over 18 to get into the cafe due to it's costumes.

He hadn’t expected Virus to take his hand, it was more of a small motion to get him going “Or else”, after all he couldn’t control his strength sometimes. Trip of course had started to follow behind the older male, keeping his hands shoved into his pockets. “A cafe.”

"Care to be more specific?" he asked with a quirked brow. There were a few cafes scattered about Midorijima. Though if anything he could be speaking of the same cafe the two normally ended up at.

Trip had been calling Virus ‘Shitty eyes Virus’ ever since they were kids in response to any form of mild insult he assumed that Virus shot at him, even if most of them weren’t actually insults. “I do.” He stated blankly, reaching out to touch at the other males wrist with his fingers. “Treat me.”

Wincing at the hand that reached out for his, as if he wanted to reach out for it and grasp onto it. "Come on." he said, already walking ahead of Trip, the two of them knowing that holding hands was a thing that would never happen. "Where is it you're 'dying' to go this time?"

"…" Did Virus just insult him? Did this punk seriously just call him and his jacket terrible? He was pretty insulted at this. "Shitty eyes." Trip muttered under his breath in response.

"You need to stop using that childish name." he gave him the roll of the eyes in response. How were his eyes shitty, after all Toue had given them the same kind of Scrap preventing eyes. "Now come on, do you want to actually go out or not?" Trip would probably drag him to get food anyway.

”..No?” He replied with a confused expression at Virus’ odd question. “I was more complimenting my fashion choices.” Perhaps if he didn’t almost misunderstand every word that left the other males voice he would compliment him, but that was something he kept to himself.

"Atleast it's not as terrible as your jacket." he tutted. His expression and tone however made the older wary that Trip obviously wasn't sure with his answer. "You actually managed to have some sense of fashion with this choice of clothing."