#3451

pffft sure sin.

“oh come ON he’s RIGHT! THERE!”

“calm yourself monkey.” kenshirou rolled his eye as he stared at samon seething to himself.

“but he’s RIGHT THERE! how the fuck do none of these guys notice?!”

“it’s FICTION samon.” kiji replied, coming back from the kitchen and taking his rightful seat on the couch with the rest of his lovers. samon huffed. “still, these guys would be fired on the spot for how lousy of a job their doing catching the perp.”

“and this is why we should be watching something entertaining, like-”

“if it’s any fashion show then i suggest otherwise or everyone’s gonna complain.” hajime replied, his eyes closed as he sat relaxed on the couch. kiji glared at him and huffed. “well then YOU find something to watch or it’s the next hour of samon complaining.”

hajime looked at him then to samon and kenshirou before sitting up, grabbing the remote and changing the channel to a game show.

“…seriously?” kenshirou asked. hajime shrugged. “it’s a good improvise trust me.”

not to soon all of them were into the show, making their own guesses on prizes and such during the whole thing.

“IT’S GOTTA BE 2 C'MON!”

“3! I COUNT 3!”

“ironic considering that’s your building’s number.”

“oh shush puppy. everyone knows that 3’s the most picked anyways and ALWAYS has the best prizes.”

hajime watched the three banter and grinned closing his eyes again, finding them bantering playfully to be quite the background noise he needed. no sooner then later he awoke to find himself in a dark living room with only the TV on as it’s only light, with samon sleeping on his lap and kenshirou on his shoulder, a certain fourth member missing.

“oh good your up.” he looked to see kiji all prepared for bed in his masks and curled up hair.

“oh great some terrifying monster. guess i’ll have to wake up my backups.”

“oh hush.” kiji puffed as he went over to him, picking samon off his lap. with some smart moving hajime had gotten kenshirou off his shoulder and gently onto the couch, getting up and picking him up from there.

“smart move back there.” kiji said. hajime looked away. “I got no idea what your meaning.”

“oh please now you planned it.” he teased. “finding something all three of us could exhaust ourselves over. very nice. especially since we rarely can think of anything to watch without someone complaining.”

“keep quite, remember your holding the complainer.”

kiji kept down a chuckle as the two walked to bed.

“anyways I still can’t believe curtain number 3 had something so useless as a life supplies of beans.”

“that’s what you get for choosing it cause of favoritism.”