#maydonuts

The amount of deadpan across Haruto's expression was enough to fill the faces of a hundred people. "...It's just mayo." He didn't understand what the big deal was...It was mayo. So what if he had hid Kousuke's  30 bottles?? The fact that he owned 30 bottles was a problem in on itself.

"HOW AM I GOING TO EAT? Haruto, I'm going to starve!" Kousuke let go of  his shirt, and fell to his knees clutching at his heart. "I'm going ti turn to skin and bones of die of malnutrition."

"...Are you even hearing yourself right now? The fact that you're not eating mayo is a good thing." That of course earned him a dirty look. Kousuke mumbled something about how he didn't love him.

"Listen, I wanted to bake Chocolate chip cookies with you." Haruto put a finger against his lips. "Normal. Edible. Chocolate chip. Cookies. No mayo." Kousuke hissed at him. "Heathen."

"...You are the most ridiculous man I have ever met in my entire life." Haruto sighed and offered his hand. "If I didn't love you, I'd eat the cookie dough myself."

"You wouldn't care." Kousuke took his hand and stood up. He crossed his arms. "I want my mayo."

Haruto gave him a look and started to unbutton his pants. "Fine."

"W-W-W-WOAH NOT THAT MAYO. WE'RE IN SOMEONE ELSE'S KITCHEN." Kousuke blushed and rubbed his cheeks. Haruto let out a quiet laugh. "When the cookies are done, I'll give you all the mayo back, okay?"

His cheeks puffed out as he let out a loud, HMPH. "You better."

With an eye roll, Haruto leaned up and kissed him on the cheek. "I promise, mayonnaise."

"...Can we make your awful cookies now?" Kousuke crossed his arms tighter, refusing to fully forgive him.

"...Wanna just eat the cookie doug--Yes, I'll give you the mayonnaise." Haruto grabbed his hand, taking the cheers from the other as a yes.

"Where did you hide my mayonnaise anyway?" Kousuke had looked all over the house for these. He'd spent two hours trying to find them. How couldn't he.

CONNECT PLEASE.

Haruto shoved his hand through the portal and started pulling out mayo bottle after mayo bottle.

"Rinko was keeping them for me."

"....I hate that ring." Kousuke grabbed his mayo bottle and rubbed it against his face.

"LET'S GO EAT COOKIE DOUGH!"  Kousuke lifted up the mayo bottle dragging Haruto back to the container of cookie dough.

“I ABSOLUTELY REFUSE TO DO THIS.” Kousuke screeched throwing the offending article at Haruto’s face.

“I did you a favor. You do me one now.” Haruto crossed his arms, a smirk on his face.

“I would rather suck your dick a hundred times than do this. I have pride you know.” Kousuke sat down, his ears turning red as Rinko and Shunpei walked into the room and gave him a look of disbelief.

“….What exactly happened?” Shunpei inquired sitting down next to Haruto.

“I’m doing a favor for a little girl. She really likes sailor moon…so Kousuke and I are going to dress up and perform for her! After all, who better to help me than Magical Girl Beast” Haruto mimicked Kousuke’s voice from his Magical Girl escapades.

“OI! That was for my grandma! Low blow!” Kousuke sulked further into the seat. “I’m way too manly to be a believable Sailor Moon. I should be tuxedo mask!” He threw his hands up, springing up, and then pointing at Haruto

“I’ll be Sailor moon!” Shunpei sprung up. Any chance at a dress, he was all in.

“…….” Kousuke stood up and slowly took the clothes from Haruto. “I’m going to go shave my legs. You got a wig for this right? Tch, I better get one hell of a chance from you tonight for this.”

Haruto rolled his eyes. “Maybe I should get Shunpei for this. He might be better suited. I could pick him up bridal style and-“

“DON’T SAY THAT!” Kouske spun around and dropped the costume on the seat.

He posed quickly, in the most effeminate girly gestures Haruto would ever see come from him.

“IN THE NAME OF THE MOON, I WILL PUNISH YOU!”

Haruto clapped slowly. “I have to admit, you butt is going to look great in that skirt.”

“Oi. I thought you didn’t..I thought you were.” Kousuke flustered tugging on his shirt as if it as a skirt.