◜★°. ▐░ sweetsolus: CLOSED.
––––––––––––– it had been years since the last time banri could recall the feeling of humiliation so keenly , the sting of warmth to the apples of his cheeks and the tightness of his airway as his throat clenched around it . his NOTICEABLY flushed expression wasn’t motive for him to try and hide , moreover as it boiled his blood and FUELED his anger at a compelling rate .
a scoff brushed passively through his lips upon entering back into his dormitory room at the sight of his roommate , hunched ardently over his desk . the last fucking bastard he’d be capable of dealing with right now , even if he wanted to . and since he REALLY didn’t want to , the responsibility fell right into his lap . hell , he would deal with him . . . the way he wanted to deal with him from the very start . and it was about god damn time .
letting the door SLAM shut behind him , banri’s eyes locked dead set onto his new target , storming over to him with little recognition for ANYTHING ELSE in the surrounding area . once he reached his desk , hips conveniently aligned with the flat surface , he ripped the still-open textbook out from under him , before readily chucking it to the other side of the room . ‘ get the fuck up . ’ null amounts of generosity managed to slip through his teeth with his threatening demand , and before allowing a significant amount of idle time to pass between words, he swung one of his sneakers up to kick the side of the chair the teen was currently occupying at full force , shooting it back a few inches .
‘ NOW . i’m not fuckin ’ around . ’
- - - The room was quiet for once. Just as Juza liked it --- given the amount of History homework forced upon his finger tips. Looks like University didn’t mess around, compared to that of High School, huh? No matter, it’d all get done within a reasonable time, thanks to Juza’s extensive knowledge in the subject. Not that he was doing much as is --- he was just reading a few pages from his textbook. Elbows were casually leaning against the desk, as lazy golden eyes scanned page after page. Sometimes, nothing but a sigh would be the only thing to leave the male, and peacefully echo upon the empty room.
That is, until the door to the room was opened. In walked his oh-so-beloved roommate, following a brutal SLAM of the door. Teeth immediately grit together in Juza’s mouth, as he forced himself not to derive his focus from his reading. He didn’t look up, he didn’t even WANT to. He knew exactly who had just walked in, without even needing to see for himself. Settsu Banri. Juza could literally SMELL that fucker’s strawberry shampoo from a mile away. Sure, it smelled pretty... good, but that was utterly beside the point. The studious male held his tongue, in case anything insulting might slip out. That would have been the usual initiative coming from him, but --- yeah, NOW he just wanted to get his homework done so he could get the hell away from this asshole. Where would he go? Ah, taking a stroll down by the cake shop sounded kinda good right about now. ANYTHING was better than dealing with ---
“ --- What the FUCK is your problem, Settsu? “ So much for holding his tongue. But the shout, as well as the dark glare firing up at the other ; it was all warranted thanks to his textbook being ripped away. Golden hues were already BURNING with annoyance, but once they met Banri’s blue ones, his glare heated tenfold. Juza now proceeded to turn his body towards the other. But, not ONCE did he think he should get the fuck up. Not if SETTSU was the one ushering the threats here. “ I’m NOT getting up. “
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