@useless-joker said: I think it would look cute on you.
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I might consider it.

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@useless-joker said: I think it would look cute on you.
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I might consider it.

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lazy kisses on the sofa while the television runs. (Maybe that no Borderlands au you mentioned for niragi & chishiya? )
his tongue piercing glints slightly under the light , the pale light that comes from the television . behind chishiya , who's crawled on his lap so their kisses can get deeper . the bowl of popcorn is half empty , some scattered the ground when chishiya pushed it away to move over his thighs . some nights were assigned to be movie nights , especially the ones where chishiya was too tired to come outside with niragi or even stay awake long enough to tell him about his day . the night shift ended way too early in the morning , niragi had to use his spare key to get inside . the doctor was sleeping while niragi made something for him to eat , and it was seven in the evening when chishiya suggested they have to watch this movie . their lips part , niragi's head is tilted back and resting against the back of the couch , hooded eyes stare at chishiya's lips . slightly swollen , parted , pretty . one of his hands slowly creep under chishiya's hoodie , it drags along his spine and fingers curl around his waist . feeling the smooth skin under his touch . β you feelin' better now ? β if chishiya had shown any dramatic signs of feeling anything , niragi would have been more worried about having to spend so much time with grieving families and sick children in that hospital . but he doubts it affects him much , still β it tires him . he remembers the days when chishiya was an intern and took care of the broken wrist niragi was gifted by his school bullies . anything that didn't kill him , unfortunately , made him develope some weird kinks . his arm tightens around chishiya's waist , brings him closer to his waiting lips again . β can't you take a few days off ? it's fucking tiring .. β a comparably soft mumble , some space squeezed between them so niragi can speak . β wanna get into the shower with me ? β a smirk adorns his lips , since they both know what will happen if niragi gets into the shower with chishiya .
* types of kisses. accepting
i'm sick. i went to doctor and he said i must lick your abs and chest to get better. you should let me suck your body. π·π·π₯΄
β niragi.
And how is that sickness called? I don't think I have ever heard of it. Also why did you go to someone else to get diagnosed? Were you worried I would call you out? But I guess I do have to help you.
Closed starter: Test subject number 17! @useless-joker
Chishiya had woken up in a rather bad mood because some of the militants had decided to shout around until the sun had started to rise. The smaller male didnβt like getting his sleep interrupted and, therefore, he decided they had to suffer for it. Those idiots annoyed him anyway, and now he even had an excuse to mess with them. And if he got in trouble in front of a certain militant, he would be able to test his loyalty. Who would Niragi choose in such a situation?
The blonde or his fellow militant? If he chose the latter, he would make sure he regretted it. The other had said he wanted to own him and that meant he would demand all of his attention whenever he wanted it. He wasnβt naive enough to believe he would agree with each of his actions, but in certain moments he believed he had to take his side. Chishiya wanted loyalty so he would be loyal in return.
Once the smaller male had stepped outside, he scanned the area around the pool until he spotted the tall, lanky figure he had been looking for. His lips curled up into one of his usual smirks as he realized that Niragi was in fact with some of his fellow militants. He knew because of the weapons they carried for all to see. Chishiya rarely bothered to find out peopleβs names, people he had no interest in. He didn't care for the militant's names even though he loved to mess with them every chance he got.
There were a bunch of idiots that followed orders blindly and that hated to use their brains. The only exception was Niragi, even though he couldn't put his finger on what was exactly different about him. The taller male was, in fact, even more infuriating than the rest, and he was still drawn to him like the moth to a flame. And there was nothing he could do about it, and so he had decided to just roll with it.
The taller male's bold declaration of wanting to have him still made his lips curled up into one of Chishiya's typical smiles even though he still had to show him proof that his intentions were true. And because he hadn't done so far, he would create a situation that would force the other male's hand in one way or the other. And if he hated the results, he could tell he had changed his mind about letting him prove his words. If he wanted to avoid the militants, he could easily do so.
Chishiya's cat-like eyes glanced over the people around the pool before deciding to just go ahead and do it. He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his hoodie and made his way over to the group of militants. The smaller male stood in front of them and looked directly at an aggressive but dumb-looking guy with an expression that was unreadable. "I have to decide that you will be my test subject. You were the one keeping me from sleeping, so it's only fair," the blonde said, his voice completely calm and detached from any emotions, just like his expression was. He didn't even glance at Niragi once as he pulled out his mini-taser and held it up to the militant's neck. A buzzing sound could be heard and the guy's eyes widened before he plopped onto the ground.
Chishiya watched it all with genuine interest, loving seeing how his gadgets worked and taking mental notes on what improvements his creations needed. Only then did he shift his gaze to Niragi, making his taser buzz in his hand as the rest of the militants got their weapons out. But he just gazed at them with a bored look.
"You want me to have two more test runs?" he asked, completely unimpressed by the guns aimed at him. This wasn't the first time this happened and surely not the last. The smaller male simply knew he wouldn't die in this. He knew he would get out of this one way or another and the only thing that really interested him now was what Niragi would do. Would he aim at him like the rest of them did or try to justify his actions? Chishiya hoped it would be a hard decision for him.
β what has gotten into you? β Chishiya stares at the bloodied figure on the floor of the Beach hall for a moment - not upset, not scared, not worried, nothing but his signature apathy towards the figure. NOT DEAD. Not tortured. Just...beaten. So not a traitor , and personal but not so personal Niragi would kill. Probably said something Niragi didn't like. " Your temper seems even worse. " There's a tease to his tone, so faint anyone who didn't know Chishiya would never catch it - Niragi probably will. Unless he's too irritated. " What'd he say? He's not that smart so I can't imagine it's something grand. " Chishiya's CURIOUS now and a bad mood had never dissuaded him from the other even before they'd kissed and more.
the tension in his neck makes his head tremble a little , a tremor that dies down as he watches others gather the bloody man off the ground and away from him . blood splattered on the carpet , the music starts playing again β neon lights flash across his pale features , that bastard is lucky he's still breathing . aguni is going to have a few words with him , niragi is sure of that but for now last boss is letting his blank stare linger until niragi snaps out of it and carelessly waves a hand to get him to just go away . he can be annoying sometimes , even creepy , to niragi too . when he's trying to distract himself with a glass of whiskey , he hears chishiya's voice . there's a spare table of alcohol outside the club , in several locations around the hotel for militants . made of the best brand of drinks , just for them . niragi doesn't drink when he's on the job , especially at nights unless he's not standing guard .
β what the fuck do you want ? β his growl sounds lazy , tired even . his anger always exhausted him . back in the real world it was easy to keep his detachment in check with drugs and alcohol but here , he can't find much , isn't allowed to use either because aguni made sure niragi is the best sharpshooter . so he needs sharp eyes , the eyes that see blurry now as tears well up . it angers him more β he wipes his eyes with the back of his arm and slams the glass on the wooden table . it breaks , thankfully doesn't cut his hand . deep down , acting like this won't reassure chishiya . a curious cat , won't leave unless he's satisfied his curiosity ; i remember you ! weren't you the one wearing a skirt for class ?? that guy was fairly a new member of the militants and niragi didn't recognize him until he said those words . and now everyone knows , everyone knows . the thought makes rage bubble up inside his chest , making his head feel hot and jaw tense . β it's none of your business . leave me alone . β he grabs a bottle , a big one . and heads toward the end of the hall , it leads to the pool and when he reaches there he's sitting down in front of the pool . legs curled beneath him indian style , moonlight illuminating the empty pool , it reflects peacefully against his cheek . the bottle raises to his thirsty lips , a tear rolls down his pale cheek . all niragi had to do was to survive this night without letting chishiya know anything . though tomorrow , the rumors were going to spread like a disease . as if he is some freak who wears skirts to school , as if he did it willingly . as if his dad didn't make it worse when he found out β all his misery had bottled up and morphed into pure rage . he doubts chishiya would want to sit with him tonight or fuck , it bothers him .

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Chishiya is staring at Niragi from his chair. But the look isn't one of IRRITATION nor is it his smug scheming look. It's the look like when he's thinking hard about something. And he does like these moments when they're just in the space but doing their own thing for one reason or another - Niragi has some militants thing soon and Chishiya's just languidly lounging in a chair in the sunlight - but clearly there's something on Chishiya's mind. He presses his lips together and stands up, crossing the room so he can stand in front of Niragi until the man - sort of looks up. It's actually vexing how little Niragi sitting makes height wise because Chishiya's only barely taller. Chishiya doesn't say anything as he leans closer. And for a moment there's UNCHARACTERISTIC HESITATION - brief before it's slaughtered like a victim to any of Chishiya's plans - and then Chishiya leans to kiss Niragi first. ( Because it's usually Niragi, isn't it? Chishiya might instigate but that hardly counts as doing something FIRST. ) His hands lifts to brush over Niragi's jaw and the kiss is not hungry, not seeking more, but it IS FIRM, a possessiveness lurking whether he acknowledges it or not. He pulls back after a second, head tilted while his hands linger over warm skin before he moves like he's going to retreat. ( he-he just. he just needed to okay. his muse was stuck on this )
everyone in the borderland knew where militants stayed , and saiko kept asking if he's found a new toy to play with . is that why you don't come to your room anymore ? niragi ignores her , doesn't answer her when he leaves the meeting room this morning either . heading straight toward chishiya's room , exchanging no words with the man who waited for him in the room and simply perching on the bed to check the list they gave him . the eliminated people in the games , he's not sure why he took them but it was always fun counting the bastards that were too stupid to survive the games .
but he didn't expect this . he thought chishiya was coming to stand there and read the paper too , be nosy about things that didn't concern him . but he leans in and niragi almost draws back , a small frown appearing on his face . slightly startled by the display of sudden affection , he lets chishiya's soft lips press against his own and kiss him . like he owns him , like he's trying to mark him for others to see the next time they try to look at niragi . his eyes fall close , silence stirred by the quiet sounds of their kissing lips , and niragi mindlessly putting the paper down . chishiya doesn't usually initiate these things , his way of catching niragi's attention were either his unsettling stares that wouldn't stop until niragi went to him . or the quiet passive aggressive way of complaining about the cold , even if it would be cold . when he pulls away , niragi's lips are still parted . as if dazed , until he notices how far chishiya had pulled away and he suddenly grips onto the shorter's arm to yank him closer . the bed bounces gently under chishiya's weight . niragi hovering above him with a small smirk . β where do you think you're going ? β his voice is quiet , eyes burning with a newfound excitement that he barely tries to hide . slowly , he pulls chishiya's hands above his head , trapping them between his own fingers . long and bony , rings digging into tender skin . chishiya truly believed he could leave without paying for what he just did ? niragi didn't want to acknowledge how fast his heart was beating right now , as his darkened gaze fixed on the other's pretty lips . the soft skin exposed from under the stupid hoodie , then back up to his own eyes . oftentimes , any attempt to interact with niragi would either turn sexual or aggressive on his side but right now he only felt - warmth . deep in his chest , somewhere he's not touched for a very long time , didn't want to touch it either until a certain cat boy ( - saiko's nickname for the man under him ) . he wraps chishiya's arms around his own neck , drags his touch lower as he brushes his nose against chishiya's . while he kisses him , he also wraps his own arms around chishiya's torso , on the bed , hoping that his weight doesn't take chishiya's breath away or something .
"You know, Niragi, your hands look stupid." - Banri
it makes him frown a little bit , looking down at his hands which were typing on the keyboard . his roommate is an asshole most of the time but he doesn't insult him out of nowhere and while he's quite unable to take his eyes off niragi's hands . β uh .. fuck you ? β how can hands look stupid anyway . does he need to put on hand moisturizer now ? he hates that , he thinks it's just gay . his hands are pale , nails dull , bony and calloused . they're ugly but not stupid β they're developing the best video game known to human civilization right now . and banri decides to ruin his mood . β they'd look prettier wrapped around your stupid neck . β it sounded more threatening in his head , but when he said it β well . it sounds a little flirty , but niragi doesn't say anything to fix it .
unf. unf. uNF. UNF. UNFFFFF. UNF. ( @useless-joker )
Send "Unf" if your muse finds mine sexually attractive.
Itβs more than obvious that you do find me sexually attractive. Youβre pretty much obsessed with me. But youβre in luck because I find you equally sexually attractive.